Cardiovascular stents don’t last. It’s a hard pill to swallow when you’re lying on a stainless steel cath-lab table for the second time in nine months and the cardiologist exclaims, “Oh yes Mr. Clarey, your cardiac stent has occluded! Let’s just open it up and put a new one in.”
Rewind nine months before: I had a heart attack at age 33 and a coronary stent was placed in the artery. My faith in modern medicine allowed me to believe, foolishly for nine months, I would never have to worry about heart issues again.