I Thought I was Too Young
(Bakersfield, CA, USA)
I'm 41 and had a heart attack two nights ago. I'm blessed... I told my wife something is wrong and she immediately called 9-1-1. I was in the company of paramedics within 20 minutes and at the heart hospital within 45 minutes.
For some reason, I knew what was happening to me was a heart attack. I was watching t.v. and suddenly couldn't get comfortable... felt a tingly swirling sensation around my shoulders... a dull pain stabbing to my right shoulder blade and down my arm... cold sweat... nausea... shortness of breath... intense pain in the chest that would not go away.
The pain did not completely "let go" until about 11:30 - 3 1/2 hours after it started. It did go away once or twice, but kicked in again during the dye injection on the CT scan. I was admitted. By 10:00 a.m. I was in the cath lab where they found a 95% blocked circumflex and placed two stents.
I came home today, just hours ago. I have to admit, I am a little scared about the future.
Three weeks ago I completed a marathon. I trained for most of the year. My blood pressure has always been pretty good. My cholesterol is usually 150 or so. My resting hear rate is in the mid 40's to low 50's. I did lose 40 pounds over the last 10 months or so.
I've smoked about 1/2 a pack a day for years. I've quit in the past, but started again a couple of years ago.
I learned I have more of a family history than I realized.
So, I'll be off this week and pretty much returning to a normal routine by next Monday. But, there's this psychological nag... I have to come to terms with the fact this really happened. I have to take meds for a year or even the rest of my life.
Like I said, I'm a little scared. There was a moment during the attack that I thought it was over, but I had no control. Part of me wants to jump back into life, but the rational part says that's not a wise thing to do.
As a driven, motivated, goal oriented, over-achieving, guy in his professional stride, all I can think to do is flip my priorities back to where God is absolutely first in my life.
I really don't know where to go from here, but I'm hoping for some advice from those who have gone through this already.