The HHT and Afib Athlete

  THE NEXT TRIP TO SHEFFIELD To continue my saga – remember I had just had precisely SIX days warning of going into the Northern General Hospital in Sheffield for a Minimaze/Hybrid ablation with Mr Hunter.   That phone call was itself only 12 days after my consultation-cum-premed! We drove to Sheffield on the Sunday and were, naturally, hours early.   We sat on a brick wall overlooking the carpark and had a packed lunch.   We know how to live!! Hubby took me up to the ward and stayed for a bit before going off to exile in a Premier Inn. It was all very unrushed and friendly – got chatting and laughing with the three other ladies in the ward – well, once they worked out that I was   not a “Southern Snob” and I tuned my ear in to their accents!   The anaesthetist came around really late, probably around 8 pm.   He was a jolly man but seemed surprised when I said I was having both the Minimaze (or what they call a “surgical ablation”) AND a us...