Agian
Well-known member
Where do I start?
About two weeks ago, I had some chest discomfort and forced myself to go to the Emergency Department, just for piece of mind.
They ordered some blood tests, did an ECG and told me it was all fine.
Rang the cardio the next day and asked for an earlier appointment. He told me not to worry about it, didn't sound like angina, stenosis not severe enough to cause chest pain yada yada.
The discomfort continued, but I ignored it. Lying in bed, for some reason decided to take my pulse. Was around 120. I thought it was odd, got up, took it again... 145.
Decided to let it go, but the what ifs kept hounding me. Presented to ED. ECG normal, bloods normal, chest discomfort still there. Couldn't be heart related. HR dropped, I felt like a goose and wanted to go home.
They decided to keep me in overnight anyway; after all it was 11 pm. In the morning my cardio was called. He suggested I have an angiogram, just to put me at ease.
So, I had the angiogram at midday. Awake.
'How we doing doc?'
'Just keep still and be quiet.'
And there it was... A blockage in one of the arteries. He asked me if I wanted him to put a stent in, or leave it alone.
'Knock yourself out.' I told him.
So get this, he puts the stent in and dislodges the clot on the atheroma, which travels 'downstream'.
The technicians start getting excited about ST elevation and he decides to go back in and fish out the clot.
WTF, talk about pain!!!
'Am I having a heart attack?'
'Yes... a little one.'
He later referred to it as 'trivial', but I ended up spending three nights in CCU.
Surprised that this happened at 47. And get this, cardiologist one (not the angio guy) decides to pay a visit and tells me the pain that got me there wasn't cardiac related, but it was a good thing they did and angiogram and 'squashed the blockage out of the way'.
Don't give a **** about my own life, but I have three kids and two elderly parents, who I intentionally keep in the dark (don't want to worry them).
What spooked me was that when I was told I was having a heart attack, I kind of thought 'yeah, bring it on' and was patiently waiting for the tunnel with the light at the end.
Don't know whether to be shocked, angry, pissed, worried, or whatever.
So now I have a 'bare metal stent' in my RCA.
I'm telling you guys, because you're like family.
About two weeks ago, I had some chest discomfort and forced myself to go to the Emergency Department, just for piece of mind.
They ordered some blood tests, did an ECG and told me it was all fine.
Rang the cardio the next day and asked for an earlier appointment. He told me not to worry about it, didn't sound like angina, stenosis not severe enough to cause chest pain yada yada.
The discomfort continued, but I ignored it. Lying in bed, for some reason decided to take my pulse. Was around 120. I thought it was odd, got up, took it again... 145.
Decided to let it go, but the what ifs kept hounding me. Presented to ED. ECG normal, bloods normal, chest discomfort still there. Couldn't be heart related. HR dropped, I felt like a goose and wanted to go home.
They decided to keep me in overnight anyway; after all it was 11 pm. In the morning my cardio was called. He suggested I have an angiogram, just to put me at ease.
So, I had the angiogram at midday. Awake.
'How we doing doc?'
'Just keep still and be quiet.'
And there it was... A blockage in one of the arteries. He asked me if I wanted him to put a stent in, or leave it alone.
'Knock yourself out.' I told him.
So get this, he puts the stent in and dislodges the clot on the atheroma, which travels 'downstream'.
The technicians start getting excited about ST elevation and he decides to go back in and fish out the clot.
WTF, talk about pain!!!
'Am I having a heart attack?'
'Yes... a little one.'
He later referred to it as 'trivial', but I ended up spending three nights in CCU.
Surprised that this happened at 47. And get this, cardiologist one (not the angio guy) decides to pay a visit and tells me the pain that got me there wasn't cardiac related, but it was a good thing they did and angiogram and 'squashed the blockage out of the way'.
Don't give a **** about my own life, but I have three kids and two elderly parents, who I intentionally keep in the dark (don't want to worry them).
What spooked me was that when I was told I was having a heart attack, I kind of thought 'yeah, bring it on' and was patiently waiting for the tunnel with the light at the end.
Don't know whether to be shocked, angry, pissed, worried, or whatever.
So now I have a 'bare metal stent' in my RCA.
I'm telling you guys, because you're like family.
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