The stories of heart attack survivors | Road to Recovery
Obviously, I’ve survived the heart attack. When it first happened, I wasn’t really shocked, I was worried about work, but a couple of days after that it hits home, and all I want to do now is, I probably thought I would be embarrassed about it, and I wouldn’t, I’ll hide it from the family and friends. I’d rather help people especially, I’ve got many friends that, I see that could be heading the same way, and then I’ve just realised it’s not just about those that are obese and big and, it can just happen to normal fit people and all shapes and sizes. I started to feel tightness, like a reflux, and just thought it was reflux. Got to work and people commented that I looked quite unwell. Worked the full 8 hour shift at the A&E, feeling really tired lead legs, really felt like I was coming down with a nasty virus or flu, had joked with one of my workmates, that if someone came in with the symptoms that I had, the tiredness, the lethargy, feeling fluey and the refluxy symptoms, that normally we would do an ECG. So finished shift, went home, slept all night. My husband got up and went to work early, I got up, felt really horrible, nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, my little 2 year old running around in his pyjamas, and realised that I couldn’t stand up, let alone drive myself off to get the the doctors, to get what I thought was gastro, dealt with, and I had an ambulance membership so I rang an ambulance. I was really embarrassed about having to call an ambulance for something so minor, got down to the hospital, the specialist came in and he said, oh no, we’ll skip an xtray, we’ll go straight up to the angio lab, and in my head I just went, crap, I should have come in last night. That’s having a heart attack. Got up to the ward and that was four years ago.