I had company early evening and missed my opportunity to prepare dinner. I ran to McDonalds and slammed a couple of cheeseburgers and fries. A little before midnight I thought I had indigestion. I wouldn't call it pain but definite discomfort. I tried going to sleep but the discomfort continued. I got up and logged back into AF. I started pacing the floor trying to purge what I thought was gas. I woke the wife up a bit before 5 Am and told her I needed to go to ER... something wasn't right. Late in my discomfort I felt pain in my left shoulder but not before. The ER immediately transported me to the recommended heart trauma hospital. I was immediately taken upstairs, stripped, and operated on. My heart would likely not be so beat up if I had seen about the discomfort earlier. As is, I was lucky to be saved and hope nobody ignores the signs of an attack.
In my defense for being so tardy in seeking treatment, I have never been one to be sensitive to pain. It's not that I'm Mr. macho, I just don't feel pain like most or something. I've dealt with a lot of physical trauma to my body through the years and it just wasn't a biggie at all. Couple that with the fact that I've never been ill and just didn't have a clue that I was ill, I ignored the signs that were there. I'm sure there are other people in the same boat. If you don't feel right... seek professional help!
In my defense for being so tardy in seeking treatment, I have never been one to be sensitive to pain. It's not that I'm Mr. macho, I just don't feel pain like most or something. I've dealt with a lot of physical trauma to my body through the years and it just wasn't a biggie at all. Couple that with the fact that I've never been ill and just didn't have a clue that I was ill, I ignored the signs that were there. I'm sure there are other people in the same boat. If you don't feel right... seek professional help!