on 9/9/02 0:43, G. Max at > > Mum, I could not are you feeling? open the schedule that you > > I love you > > Gx > wrote: sent me. Please re send it. How I am back from hospital and of course very disappointed as you can imagine >since I did not respond to any of the treatments they offered or performed >on me. Neither drugs at high doses under control nor 3 consecutive electric >shock would put my old heart under control. The only hope left for me now >of any kind of treatment as yet untried, is to go and seek a second opinion >in the Nancy hospital department of my nephew Jean-Marie Polu, where he >holds the chair of cardio-respiratory diseases and where the Professor of >cardiology is a young man whom we took as a student in our home at >Headington Hill Hall, over twenty years ago, to improve his English. He >told Jean-Marie he would be delighted to see if he could help in any way. > >Between these two pundits, a spark might come to light, who knows? Jean- >Marie thinks there may be some other reasons why I get short of breath. Any >way, if everything else fails, the worse that can happen is that I will have >to learn to live with a defective heart and drugs galore for the rest of my >life and of course completely alter my life style. There are worse fates >than that and time enough to see how everything develops but I am >determined first to do all in my power to try and get better and then >resigned to change my life style. > >In hospital, they wake you up at the crack of dawn and put you to bed at 7pm >and I am therefore feeling quite tired, notwithstanding the bashing of my >heart, the burning of my skin through the electric shocks and the catheter >they put in my arm which is till bothering me although it is no longer >there. > >Thank you for your constant and generous support, God knows where I would be if it were not for your care of me. As I was so bored in hospital >and did want to do something useful for my soul,