Anyway, the procedure was Thursday, and we won't discuss the anesthesiology because talking about it would probably cause a blowout of the repair work that the cardiologist did. Suffice it to say that I was able to hear him tell the staff to call up and advise that I would be spending the night, but not sufficiently awake to tell him what I thought of him. So I now have a stent in one of my arteries, despite him saying that my arteries looked "pretty darned good overall."
He did not even attempt to reconcile that with the earlier diagnosis of "severe multivessel coronary artery disease," but
Meanwhile, I'll keep looking for exciting football games to watch.