This is not the typical quilt post. There was almost no way a word would have been written. I am writing this as a warning for women, gratitude for certain people, and profound thankfulness.
On Wednesday, I mailed my Valentine cards, took the grandkids to school and went to a meeting. After the meeting, I was going for coffee with my friends from the art show meeting and had a generally unwell feeling wash over me. I excused myself and drove home thinking I had caught my grandkids respiratory issues I had nursed them through. At the top of my street, I got sharp, sharp pain at the top of my chest and under my chin.
I got home, googled chest pains, and they did not resemble what I saw for heart attacks. I called my primary, waited on hold for 20 min for a nurse to have her tell me to call 911. Our town has paramedics on staff and I called them. In less than 10 minutes they arrived, did an EKG at my dining room table, got me on an ambulance (sirens and all), called ahead to the hospital where 8 people were set to go. I waited 5 minutes for the Cath Lab, got in and got a stent to a 100% blocked main artery, dealt with some complications to the heart stopping and overbeating, and have been in the ICU until today, now in a regular room until Monday for another stent.
When I entered the ICU I was handed a prayer shawl that has been with me ever since. I can't get the picture in with blogger on my iPad. Kind of ironic, all the comfort quilts I make. Also ironic there is a shortage of blankets in this cold place.
My heart attack was due to the wall of the artery bulging and letting in fatty tissue, it was a fast process, not cholesterol related. I had no other symptoms, just the unwell wash, pain at the top of my chest and jaw. When I looked at websites to recommend, they did not match my symptoms. If I had known, I would have immediately contacted 911. I was blessed to have super paramedics, an excellent trauma staff (Gates Vascular in Buffalo, NY,), the doctor and lab were available, a short ride, and excellent nurses.
On Monday, round 2. The other artery is just bulging.
Thank you to my family, my devoted husband. My daughter is expecting in June, and I want to hold the baby. I have a ton more quilts to make.
I was close to death, and I was blessed with another day. I am going to try to find out better warning sites and post them. Wish I had a quilt now!