Mood Ring
Today i am blue.
i am blue from a lack of oxygenated blood.
i lack oxygenated blood because of the cessation of pulmonary circulation (necessary, of course, for oxygen exchange.)
my pulmonary circulation has ceased because my right ventricle has decided to quit pumping.
The right ventricle made such a decision because it has nothing to pump anyway; its atrium isn't feeding it.
That cantankerous ol' atrium, however, isn't feeding its ventricle because the much larger, generally more responsible left ventricle isn't playing its rather important role in venous return.
In turn, the left ventricle is failing at its job for the non-delivery from the left atrium (which, interestingly, it could probably do without anyway if only the right ventricle were doing its job.)
However, neither ventricle nor its respective atrium are functioning today because they have been ripped out of my rib-cage and tossed in a waste basket where they have poor access to the remainder of my vascular system.
Fortunately, experience demonstrates that the silly things grow back; i'll just have a funny cyanotic hue about me 'till then.
It is, after all, a monday.
Guns don't kill people; systemic blood loss with tissue-oxygen desaturation kills people.
--cwl
i am blue from a lack of oxygenated blood.
i lack oxygenated blood because of the cessation of pulmonary circulation (necessary, of course, for oxygen exchange.)
my pulmonary circulation has ceased because my right ventricle has decided to quit pumping.
The right ventricle made such a decision because it has nothing to pump anyway; its atrium isn't feeding it.
That cantankerous ol' atrium, however, isn't feeding its ventricle because the much larger, generally more responsible left ventricle isn't playing its rather important role in venous return.
In turn, the left ventricle is failing at its job for the non-delivery from the left atrium (which, interestingly, it could probably do without anyway if only the right ventricle were doing its job.)
However, neither ventricle nor its respective atrium are functioning today because they have been ripped out of my rib-cage and tossed in a waste basket where they have poor access to the remainder of my vascular system.
Fortunately, experience demonstrates that the silly things grow back; i'll just have a funny cyanotic hue about me 'till then.
It is, after all, a monday.
Guns don't kill people; systemic blood loss with tissue-oxygen desaturation kills people.
--cwl
posted by c at 11:14 AM
6 Comments:
the funny thing is i actually understood what you were talking about for the first time. sorry about the heart though. pick it up, wash it off and put it back to work. remember the 3 second rule.
Sherryl
Sherryl! To what do i owe the honor of having so lofty a presence grace my silly blogge?
Very nice to see yer voice. And that 3 sec rule is awfully important. we'd all be dead without it.
Why did you turn your anonymous block off ?
i read the same article but to be honest got lost in all the medical terms. i'm glad sherryl is around to help with such things and also abigail's 1st grade homework.
i'm glad that i finally have the chance to visit with you via skype. so why is your skype contact list always showing unavailable? Talk to you later. Love to the family.
Well, obviously i turned off the ol' anonymous blocker just so you could talk to me. Get yer shots in sniper style. Fire away.
And Sean, it's been awfully good talking with you guys as well. Been a li'l thin on siblings 'round here lately. You guys are a great encouragement.
OK, you've been a Cardiac Smurf for 2 weeks now.
I need more meat. Maybe a spiritual Haiku or two.
[growl]
[rumble]
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