Here we go again…another “healthy” bloggy post.
I came home Wednesday from a wonderful 8km romp in the Matrix and as I was walking up the driveway – I felt like one of my “spells” was coming on. By the time I got in the house and sat down, I didn’t even get my boots off – I was sweating, and foggy, felt like I was under water and the big kicker – chest pain.
Well, Ken being the best – said, get in the car and he took me to the ER.
I will say, chest pain is one of the things that gets you moved up in the queque there. I was taken care of quickly and very well.
I was feeling like myself again, but as I answered all the questions they asked, with the “right words” I was set up for a day of tests and more tests. I was lucky to get a bed in the ER though instead of waiting on those hard chairs, where Ken was parked all day.
So, I had blood drawn, an ECG and scan with contrast and, and, and…(most of the same tests I had in March after that stroke). I’m very impressed with the Sechelt hospital staff.
The results…
My blood showed a small level of troponin which means my heart took a bit of a hit. (I had a small heart attack) One of my carotid arteries has a small blockage that showed up because of the contrast on the scan.
Fuck.
I guess it is a good thing, I eat well, don’t smoke, or drink and have a good habit of exercising – or this could have been worse. I also have my dad’s habit of “beating my time” and counting my steps and kilometres.
Anyway – I was sent home with a prescription for a nitro inhaler that I’m to use when and if my chest hurts. I’ll also get a stress test and see my doc next week. The cardiologist and neurologist in Vancouver will be calling me.
Right now I’m having a heck of a pity party and my lower lip is stuck out far enough to trip on. My ego and self image have taken a harder hit than my heart has. I know it is silly to be embarrassed, but I am. I think of myself as so stupid healthy.
I’m also extremely grateful for all I have. I also know how to do the next right thing.
When and if I do get back in the woods, I won’t be going alone and I’ll carry nitro spray along with bear spray! Oh, the humanity!
Ken is a rock star and I am so very grateful and so very lucky I hooked up with him a few years ago. Salute!
That’s the news that’s fit to print from Samron Rd today. On we go!
You are a rockstar, I look up to you and your active lifestyle!! Hand in there, and I also glad you are getting good (and fast) care.
Well, hell’s bells. I’m glad you are getting fast and good care., but these things come as a shock. Get pissy, get mad, carry on. You might have to take a boat load of protection into the woods (including a cell phone), but don’t stop doing just that- going into the woods that is.
Take care, and ignore US politics!