We saw the cardiologist today and learned more about cardiac myopathy. Since reading the echocardiogram is a subjective thing and he has no other signs of heart problems, the doctor made some med changes and in six months when we are back in the home area we will have another echo cardiogram done.
|Gracie in the window on another cold and rainy day|
If the next echo-cardiogram shows continued problems, he will then have a cardiac MRI to check for any scar tissue or evidence of heart damage.
It appears this was a onetime vasovagal event (fainting) and may have been due to dehydration. He does not expect this to happen again as long as Left Brain drinks enough water and cuts back to one brandy in the evening as an extra precautionary measure.
When stopping at Walmart to get the new meds, I picked up a battery operated carbon monoxide detector. This was requested by my friend Becky as an extra precaution. Hey…I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure we’re safe up there. This is now in place near the steering wheel.
In addition to Left Brain’s little glitch, our Honda has arrived at each campground with a dead battery. We had the wiring altered to prevent this problem and it was working just fine until Medora ND. I’m suspecting a loose wire from some awful roads, but in the meantime I picked up a small engine charger to carry with us.
I figured if Left Brain conks out again those jumpers could be used as nipple clamps and I could jump start him as well. It also has an LED light and USB ports which may be handy when boon-docking in the desert.
We are both relieved and it feels a weight has been lifted from our shoulders.
I will continue doing the majority of the driving for the immediate future as I need to have this experience and since we’ll be on interstate it’s much more relaxing to me.
Now I need to find a massage therapist somewhere and get the kinks and tension out of my neck and shoulders and all will be good.
Even though we got in to see the doctor right away, we paid for a week and we’ll just take our time to enjoy this area. The Welcome Wagon lady (yes, seriously) visited us the first night and I have brochures for covered bridges and waterfalls that I want to photograph.
The younger people are probably wondering what the Welcome Wagon is, but I’m betting most of my readers are familiar with this quaint blast from the past.
Long Live the Queen