Last Monday, the 26th, I had a heart attack.
A bad one.
Bad enough to have to be transported to a major hospital around 3 hours away. (although the ambulance only took 2 1/2 hours)
Okay....wasn't expecting this !
It was an interesting experience. I was whisked into the cath lab, and I got to see my heart from the inside! They threaded a camera, a balloon thingie and a stent through my femoral artery.
I am now on 7 different meds (ack!) and have to start cardio therapy.
I am heading to Va to see my kids tomorrow. One of my sons is flying up to drive me down.
Other plans have been made, things are happening.
As usual, I was a smart ass throughout the situation.
In the cath lab, I got a little pukey due to them giving me morphine. It's how I react to most painkillers.
The doc wanting to stop this reaction was planning on giving me a pill...
He asked me, "Can you swallow?"
I told him, "Not until after the third date, hun. I'm not THAT easy!"
Never throw a straight line like that at me....