God bless you.
Well, I'm back, y'all.
Did you miss me?
I sure missed you John, Beverly, Gwen, Marie, Paula, Marcia, Tomas and the rest of y'all.
But I'm glad to be back in the saddle with a heart pump to tide me over until I can get my new heart. So, I'm still panhandling for prayers.
I'm sorry I haven't blogged in two months. I wanted to. But the paper cited some technicalities about me being on disability sick leave and still writing for the paper. Even if all I was writing was a blog that I would knock out in 15-20 minutes in the quiet and comfort of my home. So the powers that be over me commanded me to postpone blogging and devote all my time and energy to recovering sufficient health to resume work. So here I am, folks.
I want to thank all of you for your patience and continued prayers. I'm especially grateful to Comcast SportsNet and its fabulously talented Willie Parker, Dan Jiggetts and the rest of their team for the specials they did on me to help keep you abreast of my progress.
And what can I say about my baby daughter Natasha? While I was bed ridden and her mother, Joyce, my wonderful wife and primary caregiver, was too nervous, Joyce deputized Natasha to step up to the plate and hit for our Banks family.
And, boy! Did she ever! Tashi hit a grand slam homerun over the high, deep centerfield fences and out the park. She is starring in the Comcast bite in this blog entry. Notice how beautiful, poised and flawlessly eloquent and charming she is. That's daddy's little baby. Her mother and I are extremely proud of her and Professor White told her she has the talent to be a television newswoman.
Meantime, let me share a little bit about my current status.
On one hand, It's traditionally the word describing a hum. On the other hand, it's the new sound of my refurbished heart.Because my end-stage congestive heart failure had deteriorated critically and had me at death's doorstep, Dr. Valluvan Jeevanandam had to implant me with a heart pump, or a Left Ventricular Assist Device (LVAD), specifically a Heartmate II to replace my defective left ventricle and mytral valve in pumping blood properly to the rest of my body. The surgery occurred Jan. 29 this year at the University of Chicago Medical Center.
That's right folks. Lacy J. Banks no longer has a heartbeat and his blood pressure is a very faint one that discourages doctors from even taking it much anymore. So what I have now is an $80,000 D-battery-size turbo that has become the new engine for my heart. It is powered either by 12-hour, rechargeable batteries or AC current through a drive line that goes through my chest, out my skin and into a system controller.
It has made me feel better, relieved me of shortness of breath and revitalized my major organs, kidney, liver, etc., that were starting to fail. But it has made no superman out of me. Consistent exercise will restore most of the 70 pounds of muscle and body mass that I lost. But I still can want to live and enjoy life and my family as long as and as well as I possibly can. I thank God for blessing me to be able to do so.
Until I get a new heart, I must make do with a hum for a heartbeat But God didn't have to bless me to survive a 30-day hospital stay that included being on life support for two three-hour periods with a span of 10 hours. God didn't have to bless me to undergo successful surgery and come off the operating table alive. God didn't have to bless me to be able to regain the strength to stand and walk. He didn't have to do these things. But He did. And I'm eternally grateful.
God bless you.