RJ and I went to the surgeon's office at 11:30 this morning for his post-op check. Everything looked good, from taking that gross strip of tape off his chest, then taking out the staples (do you know how many utility poles there are by Angel Stadium? I do..), and clean up. He then took RJ's bp, and it was 104/68, and looked over his medications list. He kinda questioned the stuff he is on, and then listened to his heart. He said RJ has arterial fibrillation (or irregular heartbeat for the rest of us laymen), and mentioned that this increases his chance of clots and stroke. Say no more. He called the cardiologist, and they decided to admit him right away back into the hospital for a couple days to stabilize things via medication. If that doesn't work, they will shock his heart (ugh).
RJ feels totally fine, never felt anything racing or anything irregular in his heartbeat. He has been taking his meds; doing his breathing exercises; walking faithfully - today's trip was WalMart; and napping throughout the day.
I was told not to make a mountain out of a molehill, and this happens in about 30% of surgery patients - they can't predict who it will happen to. We are trying to look at the bright side, in that we went in today instead of the original Friday 4pm appointment time; and that we didn't have to call 911 when we would have noticed it, and go back via the ER.
He is back at Anaheim Memorial, in room 440, which coincidentally happens to be the same room he was in pre-op last week. For some reason, he has this deja vu thing going... wonder why...
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