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US Veteran, Absent Comrade
After months of practicing with my Ruger SASS .45 Colts, I was beginning to get pretty good at shooting them single-handed, both weak hand and strong side. When I first started, I couldn't even cock weak handed with assurance every try. I was making real progress in both speed and accuracy. In fact in my last CAS match, I had no misses with the pistols and took third place in my division. Then last Thursday morning at four AM, the wife had to drive me to the Emergency Room at Wm Beaumont Army Medical Center. A severe Gall Bladder attack was my undoing.
After the usual testing, my Gall stones had been previously documented, surgery followed. Friday evening, I was ready to be released, then I developed Atrial Fibrillation and was rushed to ICU. After trial and error with various drugs, my heart was finally regulated. Numerous test followed and showed no indication of physical problems. Medical opinion was that I suffered an Atrial Flutter that could be controlled through medication.
I'm home now, feel like I've been beat with an ugly stick. My numerically challenged IQ is further abated by narcotics. I'm so weak that I can hardly handle my guns, can't stand long enough to reload ammo, not that I would under the Meds. Looks like it may be a long recovery.
These Golden Years are about to do my butt in.
After the usual testing, my Gall stones had been previously documented, surgery followed. Friday evening, I was ready to be released, then I developed Atrial Fibrillation and was rushed to ICU. After trial and error with various drugs, my heart was finally regulated. Numerous test followed and showed no indication of physical problems. Medical opinion was that I suffered an Atrial Flutter that could be controlled through medication.
I'm home now, feel like I've been beat with an ugly stick. My numerically challenged IQ is further abated by narcotics. I'm so weak that I can hardly handle my guns, can't stand long enough to reload ammo, not that I would under the Meds. Looks like it may be a long recovery.
These Golden Years are about to do my butt in.