The stent seems to have been a success. Between that and not having to climb stairs, some of the symptoms are mitigated. There are still the myasthenic problems, but it takes significantly more movement to cause the shortness of breath/panting and, in turn, the mental fog doesn’t onset as quickly in the day.
And I see the cardiologist Tuesday to try to get permission for sex. Though Jalan can’t bite and claw as she usually likes to, because I’m on two different anti-clotting meds :(. Well, she can, but they’ll be long-lasting monster hickeys. She may be ok with that.