Absolutely Alan. Well firstly, I had an emergency angioplasty on Sunday and returned home yesterday. I'm on buckets of meds, all sorts of signs of angina or another attack/s have been told to me.
Currently I am suffering few problems, apart from a cough! and a slight pain in my back just above the lower ribs L/H side.
The cough I understand could be pericarditis, for which I'm taking meds, one side effect? A cough!
Did you have any symptoms after release?
I had a few near fainting spell on holiday and after a angiogram it was decided I needed a bypass. I had the op within two weeks in a private hospital funded by the NHS. I was in a week and within three days of my release I had a heart attack, my first as it happened. I had a clot removed and was told everything was now fine. The next morning I had a visit at my hospital bed by one of the cardiac doctors who what I had been told. I told him and he said that isn't true. He explained that one of the four graft I had had was too small but they couldn't fit a stent as it could burst the stitches.
I suffered another attack three weeks later but now, two years on I only have a pain in one of the ribs they broke during the op.
I had none of the after effects you mention but it has put an end to my woodworking.
If I can help in any other way let me know.
One thing I've learned in life Alan is that Jewish and Muslim families attach tremendous status to a med pro in the family, I'm Jewish BTW. The downside is that the status can produce a God complex in some individuals.
And I met one!
Mid week I developed food poisoning from a Pork Pie, fortunately I alone ate it. The snag was that the cramps hid the early signs. Eventually I ended up in the nearest hospital, and I met Him!
He fired off questions from a list and when we got to pain, where was it? I started to explain about the cramps. No, no, no. Where does it hurt?
From hip to jaw. No, no, no! Where?
I told him there was no locus.
Then we moved onto where I live, So you've been exposed to Asbestos.
Here we were on home territory. Asbestos Fibre/Cement is class 2 carcinogen, as is beer! EXPOSED TO ASBESTOS!
Pulled my sock down, Fluid retention.
Yep, I had a very tight band on that pair of socks.
The plan was to keep me in for two days then refer me to a specialist unit. Then I had 2 more attacks. This was Sat night/Sun morning.
I saw no sign of God and the senior nurse stepped in. She called the ambulance crew out.
Eventually I asked her outright, was I going to make it? She told me not to worry. I told her that worry was not the problem, sadness at not seeing my grandchildren, yes, but my main concern was that my family should not receive a call out of the blue to tell them I had died.
She took the opportunity to ask me If I would wish to be resuscitated? I said not if it would mean vegative existance.
My son received the call at 5.25am on the Sunday!
He's never told me, nor his mother, what was said.
I don't know what to say to your last post Roy, it seems your heart problem has been compounded by food poisoning. I am a lot better now than before the bypass but i thas taking a long time and I still have to take a fistful of tablets every day, morning and evening. I do have some respect for the medical profession but not blind faith, they are only human after all. You will probably feel much better as time passes and the meds take effect.
With the exception of that moron the professionals were superb. How good I only came to understand later. Being deaf I can lip read at certain distances, being the early hours the nurse spoke to the para medics quietly, and despite the morphine I heard/read as she handed over my file. Chapter and verse or a nutshell? Nutshell. I want Mr R in Morriston cardiac unit as fast as you can get him there! I'll advise them that you are arriving.
What followed was the most furious ambulance drive I've ever known. The paramedic probably has more bruises than me.
When we arrived the doors opened and porter and med staff were waiting to receive me, in the rain. I was admitted through a service entrance closest to the theatre and taken directly there with a doctor legging it alongside me as he warned me that I might survive the procedure, did I wish to continue?
Turned out that the para medics had finished their shift, but as the new crew had had a call out they volunteered to use the reserve vehicle to get me to Morriston cardiac unit.
As we crashed through the theatre doors I was stripped of my clothing, laid out, covered in plastic sheets, painted with disinfectant and given a local jab as the consultant explained everything to me. The minute he removed three clots I felt better.
Then the shock hit me. The procedure was completed with me strapped down as I developed uncontrolled tremors.
Then I was taken upto the ward.
When I awoke I informed the nurse that I was dangerous, that I had food poisoning. It took till the following morning for them to take a sample. Panic ensued.
I was woken and told abruptly, Roy, we're moving you! and I was placed in an isolation unit. It took the combined nursing and domestic staff 2.5 hrs to recover, disinfect or destroy anything I might have had contact with.
I was allocated a personal nurse from each shift, when she entered she gowned and gloved, as she left both were discarded and collected in sealed containers.
The management were furious. Last month they were publicly criticised over the death of a patient who contracted Hep B from the procedure I underwent. Then I show up. When the internal investigation got underway it soon became crystal clear the the little pratt at the other hospital had made no mention of the food poisoning on my notes!
Thankfully their actions prevented any escape to the staff or patients.
God knows what it cost!
On the way home Paul my son stopped to allow his son to have a drink at Mac Doanld's, where I consumed nearly a pint of orange juice. Outside were three young men, over weight and all smoking. I wanted to scream at them that they didn't know what they were doing, that they were killing themselves!
Digit, you have had a bad week but be a survivor. Look forward to hearing of your recovery. I had a heart attack so I can understand your concerns, wriggle your toes if that feeling comes on again, that did it for me.
Brian, there's always one! I worked with one Jewish chap who would make anti-semitism popular!
This chap was Bangladeshi/Pakistani...... and then there was Resmi!
She was one of my nurses, a recent immigrant from India, her English was very accented. She walked into my room, and spoke to me, and I couldn't understand a word.
She tried again and it sounded like, hello, my name is Ismy. and she showed me her ID tag. Then she said, very slowly, you can't understand me can you? then apologised for her speach.
I reponded, no, no love. It's not you, I'm deaf and rely heavily on lip reading and all accents, even the Welsh, give me trouble.
I added, if I ignore you, I haven't heard you, if I give you a silly answer then I've mis heard you.
We got on that well that I even discovered that she was born in India and that she was a Roman Catholic.
Stuck in a little room all on my own the nurses always had time to chat for a few minutes and keep me company.
Sian was engaged and added that she had only known the chap for six months. I nodded. and it's not gonna last? So they keep telling me.
I said, That's what they told me, 42 yrs ago!
No Brian, they were marvelous. My presense on the ward increased the risks to them and their faimilies, and their work load, the pathogen was never identified, and one nurse had two little girls aged 6 and 4. But there's always one!
DW, one of my problems is that I have litle idea of any warning signs, the previous ones were hidden by the bowel cramps, so I'm still very nervous. The meds seem to fix my PR at about 60 BPM, so any effort requiring more than that leaves me short of breath. I'm having to make adjustments to my life by the minute.
Mr Digit, I think you've just put me off pork pies for life :shock: , especially as you may be local to me!
I wish you a speedy recovery.
Out of curiosity, and please excuse my ignorance, but is it not a no no for people of the Jewish faith to be eating pork pies?
Pork is indeed forbidden Nev, but the key phrase is Jewish faith. I was raised in a Jewish family but am strictly secular.
Strict Jews and strict Muslims share a common heritage and culture, and it seems to me to be especially true of the nasty bits. I married out in other words, I married a gentile, 42 yrs ago my family decided that I was dead. That is not a religion that I wish to be part of nor can I support.
I have nothing against Judaism nor Islam, but some of the practioners need shooting!
The only symptom I had initially that I now know to have been a precursor was a pain in my neck and jaw.
Aside from the fact that my PR is limited to about 60BPM and I live in slow motion, I actually feel fine.
Roy, wow! I hope your progression to better health is smoother than those recent events :shock:
Somebody I used to work with had a bypass 2 years ago (roughly), it has been slow progress for him (operated on twice due to an infection) but his health is now better than before the op and honestly looks years younger than he did before - all the best.