Definitely not clogged arteries.

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The doc said my arteries are as clear as could be wildly hoped for them to be. They also did a vascular survey and it seems that my heart 'electronics' are exactly where they should be, which means the medicine is actually working, according to him. The procedure, so far, has been a non-event. Oh, sure, there were and remain some odd tickles, pains, and stiffness. Without shoes and socks, my right foot feels like someone took the ball part of a ballpean hammer, and while I was chilled to the bone, smacked it good and hard. From the bottom of my foot into odd parts of my lower leg, it feels, I suppose I could say, as if something shivered me timber.

Oh, and while I was there, I had a nurse who was being a stickler to detail. I found out that I am not 6'4", or 6'3,3/4", or even 6'3,1/2". I am actually... 6'5" and maybe a half or a quarter more. She couldn't quite reach for that last bit and it was right on the edge of being the max. Because my weight is fluctuating, both with eating more with my mother cooking, doing less as I am still a little weak, and water weight oddities, I can't quite say I am below 30% bmi. What I can say is, for once, getting on the scales might actually have helped in that score, for what it is worth. I honestly didn't realize that I was 6'5", plus. Odd. Then again, most people are very lazy. Rather than bringing a chair over to get it right, they just slop measure me.

I'm still walking a little funny. I am worn out. All the good news was nice though. I suppose it was worth it. I think my mother enjoyed getting away, but hospitals are hospitals, as far as that goes. When it isn't terrifying it is boring. She made due with reading materials and such. The hotel was okay, safe and clean, and with a decent city scape scene.

We stopped at one of the many fresh fruit and vegetable markets on the way home. Peaches, fresh local grown, and ready! She bought a few more things for salsa and this and that. All good. I think I am about to crawl into my pajamas, because they are easier to deal with. I'll just put on a pair of socks and hope that tends the foot a bit. And, I think, that is about it for me for a bit. If she wants to go somewhere tomorrow, she will probably have to drive unless I feel a lot better tomorrow. I do love to drive though, so we will see.

Later or possibly good night.