Last week Wednesday, I was just sitting down at my laptop to put the finishing touches on my “healthier lifestyle” article, and I had an instant problem. It’s a great article about how people who want to change their health and create better life skills simply need to have good food, good sweat and good rest. I had been blessed to review several different amazing products on the current and future market and you will learn more about all of that later.
Back to my problem: I had sharp and sudden pains on the left side of my chest. I felt “squeezed” and the pain radiated to my back and up the left side of my neck.
Most 40ish people don’t think “heart attack” right away, unless they have the family history that I do: My birth father died of a heart attack and my mother’s family has a history of artery blockage. 3 of her brothers, plus herself have had heart attacks and surgery.
I’m a big gal, but always kept a great eye on my cholesterol and blood pressure, both nearly perfect. My diet is fairly clean, most things cooked from scratch. Low sweets intake, I don’t drink much, I’ve increased my physical activity… I was doing everything correct!
I quickly took 2 aspirin, and did the sensible thing: I called my mom. (Ha! – betcha thought I was going to say the ambulance?)
I was there for both of my mom’s strokes, and heart surgeries, I just wanted to quickly compare my symptoms to her heart attack. I knew the aspirin would buy me a little time and didn’t want to be a dork. (I know, dumb….)
After talking with mom, I still didn’t call an ambulance. I just had in my head that it wasn’t really that serious so WHY take an ambulance when someone who might be seriously ill could use it? I have ridden in an ambulance before, and it’s not like I’m afraid of them, I just find them uncomfortable. What if a senior citizen had a fall and really broke something? What if a pregnant lady pushed her luck and needed someone to help her deliver the baby on her way to the hospital? What if there was a multiple car accident and an injured child needed a life saving procedure?
Yes, I have a very creative imagination…chalk it up to being a writer, lol.
I called a close friend and she beat the local response time for our paramedics by 2/3. I still see her van barreling over the hill and down my street to me! She took me to the local “mini” hospital/emergency center and wouldn’t leave me alone. She was right behind me after she parked. (Thank you Trischia, I love you!)
Do you know how fast you are taken care of when you walk in and say “I think I am having a heart attack? I felt like I was in one of those stop action films where you are almost standing still and the world races around you…
I remember orange flavored chewable aspirin. I remember the horrid headache after getting two doeses of nitro. I remember getting something for the pain that wouldn’t make me itch as much as morphine does, called dilaudid. She put it into my IV and said “Three, Two…”
That is the last thing I really remember, other than being lifted into the ambulance to transport to UW Hospital.
The joke was on me, I got that friggin’ ambulance ride anyway…