I don't want to be a bearer of bad stuff and it's different for everyone, but, she had them often up until she was pregnant with our first born and didn't have them again until about 12 years after our second daughter was born. They were more intense at that point and harder to stop ultimately resulting in her passing out. At that point it was recommended that she have the surgery, she did and all has been fine since then, a total of over 20 years. She has had other problems, but, none heart related. Again, everyone is different and there's a good chance that you won't have it anymore since you probably won't get pregnant.Yep, that sounds like the ablation surgery.
About 15-18 years ago, I went to see another cardiologist, other than my cardiologist, 'cause he would be the one to do the surgery if I wanted it, or they felt it was necessary. I wore a monitor for 2 weeks to see if they could record any events. Never had even the beginnings of one the whole time. As I've posted before, the events have since trailed off (knock on wood - my head- my last event was about 8 years ago), so I've not pursued that type of treatment any further.
Yes, please!
That's just not fair!Actually, I was wrong. It's still over $3/gallon right now, as I just filled up this morning.
Yep we should all take a road trip.
We're thinking about getting one of those because I'm a freeze bug and hubby is most definitely not.
I hated game meat. The only kind I liked was when mom made Veal Parmesan. Anything else just was tough and tasted sagey. We had hunters on my dad's ranch every year and of course my dad hunted with them, and my mom did occasionally too. But I hated it and I hated the game meat. My mom would get mad at me because she'd try to hide it by mixing ground antelope in with the hamburger, but I could always taste it. She'd accuse me of going through the trash and finding the wrapping from the antelope....she apparently couldn't taste the difference. You'd have to have dead taste buds not to taste the difference!
Maybe. 
Last night preparing dinner I pulled a @betty rose
Not chopping onion, no slicing little tiny soft bread crumbs.
Some 10 hours later it seems it has finally stopped bleeding for good this time.
dogs.. XD
Im still baffled at the "recommended link" in the middle of that article.
Yes! And it was so deep. I've taken the bandages off now and letting some air finally get at it. There is a huge valley in the side of that finger. I can give a great testimonial to how great the IKEA steak knifes are. They stay so sharp.Ouch!
Well, the thing is my brother is HORRIBLE with money and he has a huge sense of entitlement when it comes to material things he wants. He got into trouble, maxing out multiple credit cards and he couldn't pay his bills. My dad bailed him out or he'd have gone bankrupt at 20. He had to consolidate all the credit cards and negotiate on it and he wasn't allowed to have a credit card for like a decade after he had paid what they had agreed on. But he still tended to spend money before he had earned it. When my mom passed, he tried really hard to manipulate it so he got anything of value and when I didn't let him divide it unevenly, he got angry because he "already had plans for that money" and I said, that may be but it's not your money and I have plans for it too, as it's MINE. I think he was in trouble again and knew dad wasn't going to bail him out a second time, and he had no credit cards anymore, so he pawned everything from his half of mom's estate to make up for my share that he couldn't manipulate me out of and of course he couldn't tell me he was in financial trouble again so he couldn't sell it to me, either. Not that I could have afforded it anyway. I love my brother, but I don't trust him at all when it comes to money.
Might not get to it until Saturday, but I will certainly try!