Clara's Corner: PACEMAKER

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

PACEMAKER

Bill had his pacemaker implanted today and is doing just fine. His heart rate is staying right on 60. Its been forever since it has been that high and especially stay that way. He said he felt better already..... They are keeping him overnight to monitor him but I'm sure he will get to come home tomorrow. Thanks for the prayers!!!!!

5 comments:

dot said...: Good news Clara! Glad he's feeling better with the pacemaker.; 9:21 AM
L. said...: Clara....I am so happy to hear that Bill's pacemaker is in and working well! I hope that he continues to feel good...
Take care,
Grammie; 10:14 PM
Marci said...: Clara, I am so glad that Bill is doing well now. Ya'll don't live by high power wires do you?; 12:12 PM
Jana said...: Guess you'll have to unplug and remove that microwave now, sorry!
I don't miss mine but didn't get rid of it for pacemakers, only for health reasons.
Great Bill is feeling better, and hope he'll feel like getting up and walking more every day!!; 12:33 PM
Clara....in TN said...: Jana, unless you have a microwave that was made before 1977, there is no danger with the pacemaker. The old ones are the ones you have to worry about.; 12:52 PM

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