One month ago today, I had a Heart Attack

It's hard to believe a month has come and gone  already, but it has.  One month ago today, on the 20th, I suffered a Myocardial Infarction while driving to the local supermarket to do some food shopping.

Ambulance got me in the supermarket parking lot, hauled ass to the hospital and thus began my experience with clogged coronary arteries.  I had at least three.  One at 80-85% clogged (Left Anterior Descending).  One 90-95% clogged (Left Circumflex) and at least one on the right side - I don't remember the name.

Turned out the clogs were long; running almost the entire length of the arteries.  That meant stents would not work; I needed bypass surgery, which Christ Hospital in Jersey City didn't do.

I was transferred to Englewood Hospital; the one my family Doctor practices at.  They had to wait a few days for the Plavix given to me at Christ Hospital, to clear out of my system.  On April 25, I went under the knife.  

Ended up with a Quadruple Bypass.

Still healing.  Made the mistake a couple times over the past few days of sneezing.  OH SHIT does that hurt.   You see, they had to cut through my sternum to get to my heart, and the sternum bone is still healing.  When you sneeze, the rib cage moves big-time . . . and the part they cut, doesn't like having to move.

My insides hurt less, but still hurt; all the connective tissue they had to cut through to get to my heart feels as though it's got scabs on it inside me.  Hurts every time I move.

The IV wounds on my arms are healing.  The center scar on my chest is healing. The three smaller scars on my abdomen, where they had the drainage pipes, are healing. The four locations on my right leg where they harvested veins are healing, but sore.   All of it Itchy as hell, especially since I'm a very hairy guy and they shaved my chest hair for the surgery.  ITCH ITCH ITCH . . . . drives me nuts.   Oh, speaking of nuts, they shaved there too; in case they had to access veins in that area.  More itching!

Worst experience of my life that surgery.  But here I am, still alive.

God must have a plan for me.  I'm still not sure what it is, but I'm His to do with as He pleases.

Thanks, so much to all of YOU for being here for me.  Your notes, cards, emails, and kind words of encouragement help a lot.

All the best,