Posted by Andrea LF on Saturday, February 10, 2007 at 8:05:18 PM
When I was just a teenager and dating my husband at the time, we would get into some heavy conversations. I had expressed one night, with sadness, that I would not live to see 30 and there was no reason to have kids or get married. Christien (boyfriend to later be my husband) was concerned that I felt so strongly about this and tried to calm me by saying that I would be fine. Nine years later and living life, we married. Six months after we married (I was 25), I began to show heavy signs of something going wrong... after a few months of dealing with a doc that wouldn't send me to a specialist, I changed docs. The new doc referred me to a cardiologist due to some of the symptoms I was having. So--off to the heart doc. He sent me to the hospital where he performed a "tilt table" on me. Seven minutes into the test I passed out and my heart stopped.
I came back around to the doc rubbing vigorously on my jugular, a nurse moving my legs waaaay over my chest and the crash cart was revving up in the background. I joked, "Boy I must have passed out good". The doc, who wasn't joking, told me that he was admitting me. The next day I had a pacemaker. He had also given me the 5ft strip of flatline from that test that I took. I knew at that moment that if I hadn't gone to that doc, that I would have certainly died before I was 30. The heart doc confirmed this. Wow, I didn't expect all of this at such an early age.
Six years now, since my implantation, and I know that I will live well later than expected. I know that I will see my grandbabies.
I also have a new lease on life. It's a wonderful thing. I have some super neat stories that came AFTER receiving my pacer, which I will post in the "paranormal" area. Yes, loads of fun.
Re: I knew I would die.... Comment by SilasYHVH on Saturday, May 5, 2007 at 7:11:14 PM
Andrea LF wrote:
When I was just a teenager and dating my husband at the time, we would get into some heavy conversations. I had expressed one night, with sadness, that I would not live to see 30 and there was no reason to have kids or get married. Christien (boyfriend to later be my husband) was concerned that I felt so strongly about this and tried to calm me by saying that I would be fine. Nine years later and living life, we married. Six months after we married (I was 25), I began to show heavy signs of something going wrong... after a few months of dealing with a doc that wouldn't send me to a specialist, I changed docs. The new doc referred me to a cardiologist due to some of the symptoms I was having. So--off to the heart doc. He sent me to the hospital where he performed a "tilt table" on me. Seven minutes into the test I passed out and my heart stopped.
I came back around to the doc rubbing vigorously on my jugular, a nurse moving my legs waaaay over my chest and the crash cart was revving up in the background. I joked, "Boy I must have passed out good". The doc, who wasn't joking, told me that he was admitting me. The next day I had a pacemaker. He had also given me the 5ft strip of flatline from that test that I took. I knew at that moment that if I hadn't gone to that doc, that I would have certainly died before I was 30. The heart doc confirmed this. Wow, I didn't expect all of this at such an early age.
Six years now, since my implantation, and I know that I will live well later than expected. I know that I will see my grandbabies.
I also have a new lease on life. It's a wonderful thing. I have some super neat stories that came AFTER receiving my pacer, which I will post in the "paranormal" area. Yes, loads of fun.
It's just so we know that we can't take life for granted. Each day is precious and should be lived as if it were the last. No regrets, no "what ifs".
And So Be it... Live life, the questions will BE answered later.. Appreciated is your story of experience. TY
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