On Tuesday, Oct, 23rd, Neelix is scheduled to have his surgery.
Last week, he was basically informed that... there's not a whole lot they can do for him, not in the context of giving him a longer lifespan, anyway.
His heart deterioration has progressed substantially.
They can put what they refer to as "patches" on the most badly-deteriorated sections of his heart wall; they can insert 2 more wires from his current pacemaker into his heart muscle, which will provide a stronger jolt, when needed... but they really want to completely replace his pacer with an implantable defibrillator.
They've completely ruled out the opening/replacing of the clogged veins - I was told that he'd probably never live through the procedure, since it takes a while and there's tremendous risk of infection.
The docs have prepared him as best they can...
He's got some special anti-pathogen shower gel to clean with for the day before & on the morning of the surgery.
He's got a practice pump-type device to breathe with, to get accustomed to being on life support, which he will be on for at least a few hours immediately after surgery. He's been on life support before, so he's at least somewhat familiar with the feeling.
He's broken down a few times, as have I.
Although they try their best to soften the blow, being told that there's not much that can be done about your condition is more or less a death sentence.
It's not supposed to be.
You're encouraged to pray and take it easy and not to worry...
But it's still a damn death sentence.
I've made as many preparations as I possibly can, but how do you truly prepare for something like this?
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