I had a heart attack this summer. It was the single most scarriest thing I've ever experienced. It felt like I'd been shot in the chest and back. The pain was intense. I ended up driving myself to the hospital, I didn't really have a choice there because of where I live. After initial treatment with aspirin and nitro, the pain stayed. The started me on morphine, which did little. I was transported to a larger hospital with a cath lab. I had an angioplasty and the pain subsided. I spent 4 days in the hospital. I'd have to say that my outlook on life has changed. I'm not entirely sure what it all means yet, but as I thought I may actually not make it, I wasn't that scared. I did feel bad for my family around me. Odd feeling to say the least.
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