In what can only be described as a dubious victory for Medicare, Dick Cheney’s pulseless, mechanically-assisted heart — which I wrote about in greater detail last year — has evidently allowed him to resume “his old life, including hunting and socializing.”
And then there’s this:
Mr. Cheney’s pump was placed near his heart. With most patients, a power line emerges about waist level and connects to a controller, a minicomputer that plugs into a pair of one-and-a-half-pound, 12-volt batteries. Patients wear a black mesh vest over their clothing that holds the controller and batteries. They usually cannot shower and have to be satisfied with sponge baths.
Go ahead. Bitch about your job now.