Night before last I was sitting in front of the TV when out of the blue I had a chest pain, and a pretty darn good one to. I took a couple of slivers of nitro, but it didn't do much, so becoming a bit worried I called 911. The Fire rescue truck was at my door in less than two minutes, and the ambulance crew was there in about five. They put me on O2 and off we went to the hospital.
The chest pain had mostly subsided by the time we arrived at the ER, so after an EKG and blood work-up, the ER room Doctor had me admitted. The next morning a cardiologist scheduled a cath lab for me and off I went.
The Doctor who was doing the angiogram found a 90% blockage in a left circumflex vessel and opened it up with a medicated stent. The procedure was successful and I was removed to the ICOU. I spent the next six hours quietly laying on my back, not moving my right leg, in order for the insertion site in the femoral artery to clot over. That seemed to be the worst part of the entire experience.
I was discharged this morning and came home, where I promptly died. Just kidding.
The prognosis is I'm good to go for a few more years, and I just thought you might like to know.
The chest pain had mostly subsided by the time we arrived at the ER, so after an EKG and blood work-up, the ER room Doctor had me admitted. The next morning a cardiologist scheduled a cath lab for me and off I went.
The Doctor who was doing the angiogram found a 90% blockage in a left circumflex vessel and opened it up with a medicated stent. The procedure was successful and I was removed to the ICOU. I spent the next six hours quietly laying on my back, not moving my right leg, in order for the insertion site in the femoral artery to clot over. That seemed to be the worst part of the entire experience.
I was discharged this morning and came home, where I promptly died. Just kidding.
The prognosis is I'm good to go for a few more years, and I just thought you might like to know.
