When rhythm falters and chaos reigns, The heart's cadence shifts, creating strains. Thus enters ablation, with purpose clear, To restore the beat we hold so dear.
First, catheters thread through veins so thin, With each step precise, they journey within. Meanwhile, energy flows, both heat and cold, As tissues misfiring are carefully controlled.
Next, surgical hands, with skill refined, Craft a maze where signals align. Through incisions deft, the path is traced, Erratic rhythms swiftly replaced.
For example, in AFib’s disarray, These tools bring order to its sway. Moreover, with SVT or flutter's plight, Ablation sparks the heart's new light.
Furthermore, fatigue and breathless strife Find reprieve, a chance for life. Yet, though the benefits shine so bright, One must consider risks in sight.
Infections, damage—though rare—may come, With careful thought, the choice is done. Still, for those whose hearts defy, This treatment offers hope to try.
Therefore, when other measures fail, Ablation stands, a guiding trail. Through science and care, it makes its mark, Rekindling rhythm, a vital spark.
