My God, I do not want to come back to this topic, but I don’t really have a choice.
Saturday evening my wife Jamie had a mild heart attack.
She was bringing in the groceries and was carrying too much. The entrance to our apartment goes through the utility space, and she collapsed against the dryer. She had all the classic symptoms: chest pain, tingling in her left arm, dizziness and nausea. Once we got her to the couch I gave her a baby aspirin and called 911.
After doing all the necessary tests on her, the doctors concluded that her heart had blocked 100% for a moment and then cleared itself. If it hadn’t cleared itself she probably wouldn’t have made it out of the utility closet. The damage to her heart appeared to be minor and there were no other major blockages.
In other words, if she had to have a heart attack, it was about the best kind of she could have had. Of course, that’s like saying, “If you have to eat a crap sandwich…”
My wife and I fall under the category of “morbidly obese”. This is our third warning. I’ve had two and now she’s had one. She was lucky it was just a warning; I could easily have been writing her obituary right now.
Expect a renewed instance of Put That Freakin’ Sandwich Down, this one done with a vigor that verges on the frantic.
And I’d like to thank everyone who prayed for Jamie and supported me during this time.
Scary o__o Happy she made it through alright.
Glad to hear things turned out as well as they did – I’ve known two people now who have done a doctor supervised diet and they both have lost an enormous amount of weight that has stayed off. So in a sample group of two, that’s a 100% success rate.
If you’d like – I can get more information on it for you.
I’m so sorry I didn’t respond to these earlier; for some reason I didn’t have this blog set to email me comments. Thank you guys for your kindness, and Patrick, I’d definitely like to hear more about that.