deepcreek
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My brother (Erich) and I have been busy gearing up for an order for multiple "reclaimed" tables with artificially aged Red Oak tops as well as finalizing the designs for the two pieces we planned to enter in the Texas Furniture Makers Show this Fall.
Unfortunately as a friend of mine is fond of saying, "When you want to give God a laugh just tell him what you had planned for today!"
A week ago on Saturday night about midnight, I had a heart attack. I'd been unusually fatigued every day for months and had a burning feeling that I thought was just acid reflux for several days leading up to it. When the pain got seriously intense despite taking antacid, I realized it was something bad and Erich drove his Jeep like a race car to get me to a local emergency care clinic. He literally pegged the speedometer at 100mph. The ER did a quick EKG and immediately put me in an ambulance for treatment at Houston's famous Texas Heart Institute in St. Luke's Hospital (founded in the 1960's by heart transplant pioneer Dr. Denton Cooley).
The good news is after several stents and most of the week in CCU plus a couple of days in a telemetry room, I was able to come home yesterday and am going to be okay. For now, I am still embarrassingly weak and have huge ugly hematomas on both arms from all the IV's, blood draws, and a mid-line.
I will be changing my lifestyle with minimal stress, healthier eating, and more "cardio" exercise. Evidently, working on your feet all day doesn't count.
And I have plenty of motivation to stay on the right path because they had to shock the crap out of me four times when my heartbeat raced into Atrial Fibrillation (my pulse pegged the needle at 190 bmp) roughly 24 hours after the initial event. I was fully conscious and the shocks to my chest pegged the pain scale and fried my brain. Erich says that what they dramatize when they put the paddles to you on TV shows isn't even close to how bad it looks to see someone "ride the lightening" in person. He now has plenty of motivation to make lifestyle changes, too.
I'm taking medication to prevent A-Fib but if it recurs they may have to do another heart procedure in the catheterization laboratory called ablation therapy. Not looking forward to that but it will be at least 6 months. I realize now that I've experienced minor heart palpitations before when I felt a light fluttering in my chest but did not realize what it meant.
I am grateful to God for a second chance (or is this my third chance after surviving Guillain-Barre syndrome 14 years ago?) and know that He still has a plan for me to fulfill. We may not make it to the furniture competition this year but that's okay. The main focus is getting me back on my feet and healthy.
Hopefully this helps somebody see the signs and avoid a heart attack.
Joe
Unfortunately as a friend of mine is fond of saying, "When you want to give God a laugh just tell him what you had planned for today!"
A week ago on Saturday night about midnight, I had a heart attack. I'd been unusually fatigued every day for months and had a burning feeling that I thought was just acid reflux for several days leading up to it. When the pain got seriously intense despite taking antacid, I realized it was something bad and Erich drove his Jeep like a race car to get me to a local emergency care clinic. He literally pegged the speedometer at 100mph. The ER did a quick EKG and immediately put me in an ambulance for treatment at Houston's famous Texas Heart Institute in St. Luke's Hospital (founded in the 1960's by heart transplant pioneer Dr. Denton Cooley).
The good news is after several stents and most of the week in CCU plus a couple of days in a telemetry room, I was able to come home yesterday and am going to be okay. For now, I am still embarrassingly weak and have huge ugly hematomas on both arms from all the IV's, blood draws, and a mid-line.
I will be changing my lifestyle with minimal stress, healthier eating, and more "cardio" exercise. Evidently, working on your feet all day doesn't count.
And I have plenty of motivation to stay on the right path because they had to shock the crap out of me four times when my heartbeat raced into Atrial Fibrillation (my pulse pegged the needle at 190 bmp) roughly 24 hours after the initial event. I was fully conscious and the shocks to my chest pegged the pain scale and fried my brain. Erich says that what they dramatize when they put the paddles to you on TV shows isn't even close to how bad it looks to see someone "ride the lightening" in person. He now has plenty of motivation to make lifestyle changes, too.
I'm taking medication to prevent A-Fib but if it recurs they may have to do another heart procedure in the catheterization laboratory called ablation therapy. Not looking forward to that but it will be at least 6 months. I realize now that I've experienced minor heart palpitations before when I felt a light fluttering in my chest but did not realize what it meant.
I am grateful to God for a second chance (or is this my third chance after surviving Guillain-Barre syndrome 14 years ago?) and know that He still has a plan for me to fulfill. We may not make it to the furniture competition this year but that's okay. The main focus is getting me back on my feet and healthy.
Hopefully this helps somebody see the signs and avoid a heart attack.
Joe