of valves and valves
So Monday morning I made a return trip to the repair shop where I bought my brand new tire last week.
It seems the tire was a bit low. Not quite flat, but definitely not fully inflated.
Turns out, the tire had a leaky valve. Mechanic swapped it out, and I was on my way.
In a way, it was a weird coincidence.
On Monday my sisters took my mom to Columbia-Presbyterian Hospital for evaluation. They're trying to determine if she should have transcatheter aortic valve replacement.
That's a less invasive procedure than open heart surgery, where the surgeon uses a catheter placed in the femoral artery to place the new valve in the heart.
My dad had procedure two and a half years ago.
A marvel of modern medicine, isn't it?
It seems the tire was a bit low. Not quite flat, but definitely not fully inflated.
Turns out, the tire had a leaky valve. Mechanic swapped it out, and I was on my way.
In a way, it was a weird coincidence.
On Monday my sisters took my mom to Columbia-Presbyterian Hospital for evaluation. They're trying to determine if she should have transcatheter aortic valve replacement.
That's a less invasive procedure than open heart surgery, where the surgeon uses a catheter placed in the femoral artery to place the new valve in the heart.
My dad had procedure two and a half years ago.
A marvel of modern medicine, isn't it?
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