Hey All. . .
I'm just going to come out and say it without any sugar coating. . .Wednesday, October 4th I had a major heart attack. One major artery was 99% blocked and another major artery was 80% blocked. I was told that I was very lucky to have survived it. I had been having chest pains for two weeks prior but they would only last 2 - 3 minutes so I attributed them to stress and anxiety. But they continued and I was having more "episodes" every day. I went to see my doctor on Tuesday October 3rd and he set up a stress test for Friday. Obviously I didn't make that appointment. The chest pain woke me on the morning of the 4th, and never went away. After two hours I decided I better go to the emergency room.
I drove myself to the hospital (a heart hospital is 5 minutes from our house thankfully) walked in and told them I was having chest pain and felt as if I was going to pass out. Within 7 minutes, I was in the operating room. My blocked arteries were angioplastied and stints were put in place. They estimate that because of the severity of the heart attack, my heart has about 15 - 20% damage.
But, believe it or not, I'm now sitting here at home updating my blog 3 days after suffering a serious heart attack. I just can't believe the technology of today's medicine and the level of care I received at the Indiana Heart Hospital. Now I face a whole new lifestyle change that must be permanent.
My sister and mom did an amazing job of stepping up and doing what needed to be done when it came to the care of Jay and my boys. I was worried sick about Jay getting his medicines and the boys getting fed and let out. My sister and mom took care of everything so that I could just focus on getting better and getting home. I honestly don't know what I would have done without them. I will never be able to repay them for all they did to make sure Jay and the boys were well cared for. On a side note, this was the first time I had ever been away from the boys, not even one night. I was so worried how they would do in my absence. Jay said that Gunther propped himself up on a chair in the TV room and for hours watched out the window for me. I love them so much. . .
OK, that's it. I just wanted you to know what was happening and why their was no post last Wednesday.
And for those of you out there that are letting your health slide for whatever reason, let this be a lesson to take better care of yourself. I never thought this would happen to me. . .
Love you guys,
"God, please let me be the person that my dogs think I am."