I know I'll sound like an arrogant 26 year old, but I'll be there when I have parathyroid surgery. I've been toughing it out with crazy mental and physical fatigue, insomnia/poor sleep and sleep apnea for around 13 years, which is sadly half my life. The world better watch out when I'm able to run again. Or maybe, just my local beach. That sandstorm won't be wind, it'll be me tearing it up.
My grandfather had a stent put in one of his arteries a couple of days ago, and he's doing well so far. He'll be 91 in November I believe.
>>My grandfather had a stent put in one of his arteries a couple of days ago, and he’s doing well so far. He’ll be 91 in November I believe.<<
I have had a few stents — next time, I will insist on no anesthesia (well, a shot of Old Grandad).
Your grandpa sounds like the old school — listen to him each and every time he speaks. His incidental anecdotes probably have wisdom you (or I) cannot anticipate.