They juiced me up with radioactive stuff for one last scan tomorrow, but it appears that I'm looking at at least a triple bypass, if not a quad. Apparently what I thought was a touch of pneumonia last fall was a mild heart attack, and it kinda snowballed from there. I actually feel better now than I have in a couple of months, now that they got all the fluids out of me. (Well, after the cardiologist informed me of the blockages today, I felt like crap for several hours...) But they are going to let me go home in the next day or two to make arrangements and get prepared for surgery.
All that hard livin' and doctor avoidin' has finally caught up with me. Moving far away from family and friends, and shunning most humans has complicated it a bit too.