Of course I'll answer. First my knife came in so I'm doing some research on things you guys have done.
Second, I pray my experience will save just one of your lives. On vets day I was with my 8 year old grandaughter who was putting flags on veterans graves. She happened to put one on two of my former buddies. Both of these men died because they had chest pains at night and chose to wait it out and see if it was indigestion. ????????? So if you are wrong you die, that is worth not going to the ER and embarrasing yourself?? No 2 days later I had chest pains and I told my wife I didn't want to do what they did, so we drove to the ER.
I told the greeter nurse that i had chest pains. She got up took me to a EKG machine and she notified several people that I was having chest pains. So watching me was an EMT with a defib, and the new Cardiologist who was setting up a new Cath lab happened to be in the ER an hour early so he was standing by me. (Some of you guys know I'm a retired 19D.
I had my first heart attack while getting the EKG, I actually yelled "Pain is a 6, 7. 8, 12." The dripped everything and two nurses, picked my pu under the arms and dragged me to a table and proceeded to undress me and begin shaving where a Cath would go. I was sort of awake for this. My wife was led to a waiting room where a priest was waiting.
Unknow to me the Doc got on the intercom and announced, "T F will not live for the plane ride to Tucson. I need volunteers to set up the Cath Lab now whle we prep him."
He had 12 volunteers including a Doc who was visiting from Brooke who was a member of the Cath team there. This group had the lab ready to go as I was being pushed at a run down the hall.
Suddenly every thing went 'different' for me. I saw my best friend from H S, College, and the 82nd (same guy) who had died in 94. He was taling to me and I felt very relaxed and secure. I suddenly felt a strong arm around me and then WHAM they Defibed me and a huge explosion went through my head. The Defib opened the widow-maker just enough that my Doc figured I had 10-12 minutes to live. He gave me a anesthetic and he told me later that night that he die the fastest Catheter and Angioplasty he had ever done. He reached the widow maker in just over a minute and when he popped the ballon the widowmaker opened up. I guess a big cheer went up among the crew most of whom did not know each other.
He took his time to explore the complete heart. When I woke up 5-6 hours later for gook he and I and my wife talked and he showed me actual pictured. All four arteries on the left side of my heart were semi clogged and it would just be a matter of time before they went. So he suggested a Quad bypass which would give me a new heart and active life. 4 days later I had a successful Quad.
One sork of funny thing. A priest who I know well was giving me the last rites at the moment I first woke up. He thought I was dying soon and had his eyes closed inprayer. I saw him, sat up, and said. "Hi Father." He must have jumped 2 feet in the air.
So for you folks, AT ANY chest pain get to the ER where you can get defibed. Had I been anywhere else I was dead.
