Hard hearted. Heart of stone.

Those terms have been used to describe me at least in jest.  However, there is probably more than a kernel of truth in that description.  A flaw in the ego or a terminal condition?

A good head and a good heart are a formidable combination.

I think my head is still working pretty well.  Not always sure about the heart.

Now I have medical proof that I have at least one artery made of stone.  Or at least some pretty solid plaque. 

I had a three hour angioplasty operation last Friday.  It was unsuccessful.  The doctor was disappointed.  Not nearly as disappointed as the patient.

He is optimistic that he can get it next time.  We will reschedule and do it again.

I like this quote:

“Nobody sees anybody truly but all through the flaws of their own egos. That is the way we all see ...each other in life. Vanity, fear, desire, competition-- all such distortions within our own egos-- condition our vision of those in relation to us. Add to those distortions to our own egos the corresponding distortions in the egos of others, and you see how cloudy the glass must become through which we look at each other. That's how it is in all living relationships except when there is that rare case of two people who love intensely enough to burn through all those layers of opacity and see each other's naked hearts.”  Tennessee Williams