Grace:
( A Change of Heart )
Some years ago I underwent a heart procedure. My heartbeat had the regularity of a telegraph operator sending, Morse code. Fast. fast fast. Slooooow. After several failed attempts to restore healthy rhythm with medication, my doctor decided that i should have a catheter ablation. The plan went like this: a cardiologist would insert two cables in my heart via a blood vessel. One was a camera: the other was an ablation tool. To ablate is to burn. Yes burn, cauterize, singe, brand. If all went well, the doctor, to use his coinage, would destroy the "misbehaving" parts of my heart. As I was being wheeled into surgery, he asked if I had any final questions. (Not the best choice of words.) I tried to be witty. You're burning the interior of my heart, right?"
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