I haven't been feeling well as of late, and I ended up having a heart attack on Wednesday night and another on Thursday night after I finally went to the hospital, which led to an emergency surgery. Well, I would just call it a procedure, really. I gotta tell you something. I was doing pretty well, but when they said I had to go in for an emergency surgery, the nurse told me I might want to call my kids. I asked her if I was dying, and she just said I should make some calls quickly. That broke me. My congenital fibromuscular dysplasia (FMD) caused a spontaneous coronary artery dissection (SCAD). The artery completely closed off and is too twisted at this point to fix (because they didn't believe me for three years, including my last stint in the ER in January, but I digress). Anyway, I quit vomiting once or twice an hour late Friday last night, which made me quite happy. And I could keep down a veggie omelet this (Saturday) morning, so that was amazing! I'm currently on "strict bed rest," and they said no visitors (I've convinced them that two or even three is necessary sometimes because of my kids), but they said absolutely no News or anything stressful. They also said I'm lucky to be alive, which isn't the first time, making finding my joy this week pretty darn easy! Plus, now I get to tell my kids that a mere mortal could not have had two heart attacks and an emergency surgery within 24 hours and lived. And whenever they get on my nerves, I can grab my chest and say, "Oh, my heart... " 😂
I haven't been feeling well as of late, and I ended up having a heart attack on Wednesday night and another on Thursday night after I finally went to the hospital, which led to an emergency surgery. Well, I would just call it a procedure, really. I gotta tell you something. I was doing pretty well, but when they said I had to go in for an emergency surgery, the nurse told me I might want to call my kids. I asked her if I was dying, and she just said I should make some calls quickly. That broke me. My congenital fibromuscular dysplasia (FMD) caused a spontaneous coronary artery dissection (SCAD). The artery completely closed off and is too twisted at this point to fix (because they didn't believe me for three years, including my last stint in the ER in January, but I digress). Anyway, I quit vomiting once or twice an hour late Friday last night, which made me quite happy. And I could keep down a veggie omelet this (Saturday) morning, so that was amazing! I'm currently on "strict bed rest," and they said no visitors (I've convinced them that two or even three is necessary sometimes because of my kids), but they said absolutely no News or anything stressful. They also said I'm lucky to be alive, which isn't the first time, making finding my joy this week pretty darn easy! Plus, now I get to tell my kids that a mere mortal could not have had two heart attacks and an emergency surgery within 24 hours and lived. And whenever they get on my nerves, I can grab my chest and say, "Oh, my heart... " 😂
I am so sorry to hear about everything you are going through. Sending healing vibes.
Thank you, Richard! ♥️