Cliff got up before dawn today; he's practicing for retirement.
He asked me if I could find a website for Dr. Gallion, the man who did his CABG surgery four-and-a-half years ago.
I did find a website HERE (scroll down to see the doctor's picture) but it wasn't very impressive, considering Dr. Gallion walks on water. He went to school at Baylor, in Texas. If you go to his office, you'll see classy ladies in high heels, dressed to the nines. Funny stuff, really. Cliff still smiles when he thinks about the ladies who work for the man who walks on water.
Keep in mind that Cliff went to see a nurse-practitioner on Tuesday with what he though was indigestion; was referred to a cardiologist, Dr. Nager, the next day; and was scheduled for surgery on Thursday, with doctors who usually require an appointment months in advance.
But they squeezed Cliff in.
Oh, Dr. Nager's group is on a website too. You'll find him HERE.
Cliff thinks I should write a letter to Dr. Gallion to express our appreciation, and to let him know about the wonderful results of yesterdays stress test. I did write him a letter of appreciation shortly after Cliff's surgery, and I probably will do so again. Do you suppose doctors read such letters?
Here's where it all starts to sound like that old story, "The house that Jack built".
Cliff would never have seen Dr. Nager had he not gone to our regular clinic to see a nurse practitioner about what he thought was indigestion. I don't have any pictures of that nurse-practitioner.
I wouldn't have set up an appointment with that nurse-practitioner if my friend from the outskirts of Washington, DC, had not visited. I do have pictures of Joanna.
See, I mentioned to Joanna that Cliff was having indigestion; she said we should have that checked out, because her brother-in-law went to a doctor for "indigestion", and was sent directly to the hospital for heart surgery.
Which is exactly what happened to Cliff.
And that's the house that Joanna built.
So perhaps I need to write four letters.