Still ticking

Had my one-year-later cardiologist appointment this morning, and was relieved to hear that I was still alive. I had suspected as much, but it was nice to have a professional confirm it.
I was surprised to learn that there is a high mortality rate from people my age having heart attacks; I knew that my situation was worse than they let on at the time and I’ve tried not to think about it.
There is new data now on stents since their use has skyrocketed, and that data suggests that there may be trouble with blood platelets sticking to the stents. So, my 1-year course of treatment with Plavix has now been extended by at least another year. Still, I don’t mind because I am finding myself more and more psychologically dependent on the meds, worrying what would happen if I stopped taking them.
But hey, I’m a worrier.