Well. The last printable I added was hearts and then I had a heart attack. As Alanis would say Isn’t that ironic?
Funny, really, but there are some things in life that if they happen, you expect them to be huge. If not huge, then at least recognizable. I have been schooled by the movies and TV. When someone has a heart attack, they clutch their chest, grimace in pan, drop to the floor like a dead weight, or slump back in their chair or on the hospital bed, as the monitor flatlined. Na. Not like that at all.
I had the worst pain in my ELBOW over the bank holiday Monday. It hurt like no hurt I have ever experienced. You know when you bash your thumb with a hammer, or get it slammed in a door? How the pain throbs with every heartbeat? It was like the pain of that without the momentary respite on the downbeat. It just hurt on and on and on. By 11pm or so, with no medicine touching it, I was pacing the house. I could not sit still. I was wracking my brains for what to do. In the end, luckily, I dialled 111. As I was trying to describe the pain, again luckily, I commented that I thought maybe it was causing me to panic a bit as my chest felt a tiny bit tight. A minute later that passed but the NHS lady said they would send along an ambulance to check me out. Which they did. The did a ECG in the driveway, thought it looked ok, but decided to take me in anyway.
I had a blood test right away and ECGs over the night. The Dr. who came in said it all looked ok but they wanted to keep me in and repeat the blood text 12 hours after that tightness. They did. The Dr. came back to apologize, saying he hadn’t actually looked at the ECG himself, when he did, he thought there WAS a small indicator of SOMETHING, which was confirmed by the blood test. Yes, I def. had a heart attack. Oh joy!
I felt FINE. They gave me some meds to slow my heart rate and thin my blood, eventually did an angiogram (a very weird feeling, as the wire travels thru your artery) and an angioplasty to install a small stent. Bionic me. Ha. The rest looks good, my heart is pumping well, no other arteries are thinned, although one is slightly “furred” (hello diet + statin, goodbye cholesterol!) The stent took the artery with the problem from a B road to a motorway.
TECHNICALLY I am banned from work for 2-3 weeks, from driving for 2 weeks, and then need to do some cardiac rehab. But is blogging technically working? There were one or two bits I had to do online, and I felt a short session to explain my absence would be ok. So long as I don’t allow anything to stress me out. I figure I can do very short sessions, once a day. Knowing there are a couple of people who asked for specific things that I have not yet been able to send IS stressing me out, so I figure it’s better to at least explain. Then tomorrow I should be able to do those couple of things and eliminate the stress. Job done. It’s self-imposed stress so I can remove it – just knowing I have a plan makes it less stressful.
Pretty simple and basic but I think useful. Grab them here and enjoy.