Thinking of you blue. It seems like you are running on the health care gerbil wheel, it never ends!
No matter you are on that wheel, you do the best you can. Everything is relative.
While that heart ablation is a pain in the ass, you will have a good outcome. You have to get over that hill, you don't have a choice.
In a previous thread, I relate the story of my mother who had open heart surgery at 87 y.o. No one wants that type of surgery, but without it, she couldn't breathe.
It extended her life by five years. That was five more years of seeing the grandchildren, singing songs, playing bingo, getting all pissy about her neighbor, bowling (she was the one to beat), shopping for clothing (took five years off my life), eating Chinese food (I introduced her to Thai and she loved that too), ..
You get it. IMO, those were the best five years of her life because in another era, she would not have had them.
Good luck. We are here for you buddy. There is no better time to be alive, with respect to health care, than now
In 1880's Paris was the world's center for surgey. It was one of the few places where you could legally buy and sell a cadaevor, so practice was possible. No one. No one alive, survived surgey. Most died of infection. But hey, surgery had to start somewhere.
If you are looking for a great book, The Greater Journey: Americans in Paris by David McCullough is one of my favorites. Paris became the center world in the late 1800's and many famous Americans lived there from artists to writers to surgeons to more.
I am more interested in learning about Japan. Visited a surgeon Thursday that will work me in ASAP who is a Japanese national. I told him about my kid being stationed at Iwakuni and then got on to Hiroshima, the G7, various sushi restaurants there, warm vs. cold saki and which was for the more sophisticated palate and… I really like the guy. Think he is more competent (much younger) and just a very nice person. I feel quite comfortable having him doing the surgery.
Glad you got that extra time with your mom. My mom lived until 92 and dad 98. Dad was 7 years older so they died a year apart. I still think of things and start to call him and then realize…