Two weeks ago I went into the operating room to have the operation on my shoulder. After being put to sleep for only 20 minutes the anesthesiologist woke me up and said they were taking me to the JFK Hospital in an ambulance because my heart was shutting down. At that time, my operation was being conducted at the Edison Orthopedic Clinic. Since then I have been through 2 EKGs, an Echocardiogram, a Heart stress test and finally after reviewing all my tests...
today was the first step in finding out what's wrong with me and what I have to do to correct it. It seems that my Right Coronary Artery (RCA) is partially blocked and I have to go in for a Cardiac Cath next week to find out how clogged it is and if a stint can repair it. I asked my Cardiologist how blocked it really is and he told me that he would find that out after the Cardiac Catheterization is completed. He explained that a lot of discomfort I have been experiencing such as shortness of breath, dizziness, and pains in my upper chest have been caused by this blockage.
Needless to say, my first feeling was one of relief to finally find out what the hell is wrong with me but on the other hand I would rather have a toothache or my tonsils removed, or, or... I was told that this condition would become a lifestyle change for me - limit my intake of salt, carry those little aspirins on me, slow down, and go back on the cholesterol medicine. That means I can no longer eat my very favorite snack at nightime - Lays potato chips. Yuuuuch! Who said that growing old is fun? I wish I could grow young!! Anyhow I finally found out who the culprit is that's been causing me all these problems and what I have to do to kick its ass - a clogged Right Coronary Artery (RCA).
Hal, I had a cardiac cath and two stents implanted about twelve years ago - right coronary and circumflex arteries. It's no big deal, really. Have them give you a twilight drug like Versed. That way, you're awake for the procedure but won't remember it. All I do remember was how cold the room was when they wheeled me in. That's for the machines.
It's amazing that they can put the instrument into a groin artery and snake it all the way to your heart (or even your brain), manipulate it and watch its progress on a monitor. You'll go home the same day. There was a dramac and immediate improvement to my quality of life, too.
Hal, I feel for you - recently gained a lot of food allergies and the Lays are giving me a problem too....ain't aging wonderful? Please take care of yourself. Rice flour pizza with soy cheese ain't the real thing, but it appears to be my fate from now on. You will be fine. I declare it.
Hey Sir Harold. You take care okay, follow what the doctors says and all will be fine. And you will reach your golden years. Praying for your good health and a more active lifestyle, and more artworks to create. GodBless.
Harold, I went through the same process and ended with heart bypass surgery last month followed by the fitting of a defibrillator. Does mean a few lifestyle changes - the worst is missing my favorite evening snack; POTATO CHIPS. You have my sympathy.
Growing old is fun. Did someone really say that ever???!!
It would be much more fun the other way around. As George Carlin once said (now appears as a slight variation of a text by Woody Allen):
"I want to live my next life backwards:
You start out dead and get that out of the way.
Then you wake up in a nursing home
feeling better every day.
Then you get kicked out for being too healthy.
Enjoy your retirement and collect your pension.
Then when you start work,
you get a gold watch on your first day.
You work 40 years
until you're too young to work.
You get ready for High School: drink alcohol, party, and you're generally promiscuous.
Then you go to primary school,
you become a kid,
and you have no responsibilities.
Then you become a baby, and then...
You spend your last 9 months
floating peacefully in luxury, in spa-like conditions
- central heating, room service on tap,
You finish off as an orgasm."
I wish you all the best Hal, and hope the docs are right and your suffering will end soon.
Get well soon Harold, cause I am looking forward to all you have to share with us... and you do it so generously! My very best wishes for a "new" you! and.... Lays Potato Chips are my addiction! You have my deepest sympathy on that one.