I wanted Sharps Hospital, s9 naturally the cardiologist insisted I go to Scripp's on H Street. They poked around inside until they eliminated two definite sources of arrhythmia and one suspicious source. I had been given an IV to "relax me" and several numbing shots. But I remember the surgeon saying to the anesthesiologist "We have to put him under and perform a xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx incision and secondary entrance for another probe"
Their psychotic insistence of waking a patient up every 2 hours, drove me nuts, I was cat-napping and to show the rhyme and reason for my observation I slept solid 6PM to 9:30AM in that 177 spring hotel bed. I just woke up. Heart is in rhythm and do I ever feel good.
My home is Michoacan. But for me it is FIVE hard days drive and most of my Social Security Check to reach merely the Arizona border. My HMO is in California so that means closest is the San Diego area. Knowing I had my heart and other correctable health issues like cataracts and a bone transplant I moved "temporarily" to mid Baja California. Using 2 thousand dollars worth of Rock Auto parts and trading LED lighting for car repair I have rebuilt the toad. My rent, housekeeping service, laundry, water and electricity amount to LESS than 200 dollars per month.
I became an EMT 2 which means Paramedic in 1985. Then I started USC study of pharmacology. The GP doctor came around and insisted I had AFIB and wanted to put me on rat poison. "Afib with a badycardia pulse rate of 37 and BP of 105/52? Please do the world a favor and do not elect to become a specialist". She stormed out. That evening I locked the door. They of course unlocked it.
"We agree to disagree" was my final parting shot. So I was discharged early (as possible?) Lie too many EEs, too many MDs go through life operating 100% by rote teaching. AMA and JMA automatons. They do not think. Then there are truly outstanding MDs and specialists cardiologists, internal medicine MDs etc. The surgeon who worked on me was fabulous. He knew his stuff. But when the cardiologist told me a magnesium labs of .7 "couldn't possibly play a contributory role in atrial fibrillation" I knew the game was up. DING! NEXT! Rote Alert
This wasn't RV Tech oriented BUT...
The advice I do offer about batteries and alternators isn't rote. It's MEE grade in places but much more than book teaching. It is university grade knowledge tempered severely by reality. Rude shocks against chemical and electrical conventional ROTE. Rote! God how I despise that word.
I said many years ago on this forum I was grumpy and would have ended up handcuffed by the SWAT squad if I had "joined an engineering team". So let's end this thread please and get back to RV tech. I no longer stumble around exhausted so maybe I can contribute better :)