Checking in.

I’m alive and everything went well. In fact, it went well enough that I’m kind of annoyed I had to go through it at all because of all the anxiety and stress leading up to it. No stents or anything. All of the blockages were “minimal” and “mild.” Clinically, the word “mild” is too broad a term for my liking. I would consider a 40% blockage to be “moderate” but it is what it is. Apparently I’m too young for multiple stents in my heart, which at least saves me the time and expense of cardiac rehab after the New Year.

But because the plaque is the sticky, unstable kind vulnerable to rupturing and causing a heart attack, I do have to engage in some intense serious management.

As a journalist.

In the U.S. Capital.

Under a fascist regime.

While looking for a new place to live and then packing up, moving, and unpacking within the next 8 weeks, and maybe within the next 4 weeks if I can get out of my lease a month early as I may have found a place.

With a work trip in early November.

HA HA HA HA HA HA!

Anyway, I hope to be able to get some Horrordailies entries up at some point before Halloween.

Road. Hell. Best-laid plans.