My telehealth triumphs
One of my succulents, given as a get-well gift by a patient, is flowering again.
This is the signal that another anniversary has arrived. It is now three years since I had open heart surgery to repair my mitral and tricuspid heart valves.
Powerful memories from my time in intensive care still haunt me. I can’t tell you how time dragged, listening and watching my erratic heart recordings on the monitors,