Jun 30, 2007

My Husband's Heart Attack ~ Part 2

After a nice day on Father's Day, (yes, it was nice, even in the hospital because Paul wasn't letting this get him down), I went home, and Paul called that evening. He said he was really suffering bad headaches because they were putting a nitro patch on his upper arm. He asked if they could please just skip a patch, as the headache was so bad, and it was then that the nurse whispered that though she wasn't supposed to tell him, she was "unofficially" telling him that based on his bloodwork, he'd had a heart attack, and that he needed the patch. They did give him some tylenold which helped a bit.

The next morning, he had been scheduled for a stress test, but since the blood enzymes showed there had been a heart attack, they decided instead to do an echocardiogram. Then the next thing we knew, he was being scheduled to move to another hospital for a heart catheterization. We were feeling pretty optomistic at this point, because the electrocardiogram wasn't showing any irregularities that would indicate heart damage, and they didn't say much negative about the echocardiogram. We did have some surprises ahead of us.

Paul was moved by ambulance on Monday, I followed the ambulance in my little Cabrio, and made sure he was settled into his new room. Then came home to get some rest, and be ready for the next day. And that's were I'll stop for now, come back soon for Part 3. Oh, by the way, Paul is doing well so far, we have another procedure to go, but more on that later.


Updated 2/4/16

Here are links to the series of Heart Attack posts, including this one:
The following links take you through my husband's heart attack experience in order:

My Husband's Heart Attack Part 1
My Husband's Heart Attack Part 2
My Husband's Heart Attack Part 3
My Husband's Heart Attack Final Post..I Hope
 

Jun 23, 2007

My Husband's Heart Attack Part 1

One week ago tonight, my dear husband suffered a heart attack.

It all started on Thursday, June 14th when he complained of heartburn. He hardly ever mentioned having heartburn, but had been to a picnic the day before, and eaten a lot of unusual foods, so it seemed possible. Friday he went to work as usual, and came home mentioning that he still felt an occasional burning feeling, and had been taking a lot of antacids. I was standing at the sink cutting up our salad, and thought of my friend's father who, years ago, asked over and over for antacids, and suddenly died of a heart attack in the car with his wife. But Paul said that the antacids seemed to help, so I just kept that thought in the back of my mind, and prayed that the Lord would make it clear in time if this was something more.

Saturday came, and we were together all day, shopped together, and did other things. I noticed he wasn't quite himself, but couldn't put my finger on why, then he mentioned that heartburn again. I was getting concerned at this point, but we were occupied with a project, and he seemed to be doing okay. I kept asking if he was okay, whether he noticed any other symptoms, where exactly was the burning, he said right under his breastbone, no pressure, no real pain, just a burning feeling.

That evening he went to bed before me, he being a morning person, and I the night owl, and just as I am now, I was spending some time on my laptop. At about 12 am he came out and seemed agitated, went into the bathroom, then to his office, didn't say a thing to me (only later did he tell me he was searching for symptoms of heart attack on the web). He went back to bed, then at about 1:30, he came out and said "honey, I hate to say it, but my hands are getting numb, especially my left, it hurts a bit, I think I'm going to drive myself to the hospital". I was suddenly full of fear, then just as suddenly realized I needed to be strong and had the strength of the Lord within me by His Spirit, and said, no, you are not driving, I will.

So we went to the hospital...and tests were done, all were normal except the blood test, and he was admitted. I drove home and got to bed at about 4:30 AM, got a couple hours of sleep, and couldn't sleep any more thinking about the implications.

Father's day dawned sunny and bright, and my son, daughter and her husband all joined us at Paul's bedside to honor him for Father's Day. Paul was in great spirits the whole time.

There is more to the story...and more of the story still to happen, but I have to stop now.  


Updated 2/4/16

The following links take you through my husband's heart attack experience in order:

My Husband's Heart Attack Part 1
My Husband's Heart Attack Part 2
My Husband's Heart Attack Part 3
My Husband's Heart Attack Final Post..I Hope