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Charles,
I know how you must be feeling. I recently had the Grim Reaper in my rearview mirror. One afternoon in February, I found myself short of breath driving home from work. Coffee and the stress of driving on ice and snow got my BP elevated, and I had my son call 911 when I got home. I was given Oxygen and a ride to the ER, where a doctor said I was just minutes away from intubation. I was diagnosed with congestive heart failure, and left with 9 meds to take every day for the rest of my life. Now the Cardiologist wants me on the Cath-lab table, hooked up to the very monitoring equipment I was a factory tech on most of my career.
Be strong, best of luck, and I'll be rootin' for ya!
Einar
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