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If anything out of the ordinary lasts more than 24 hours, get to a doctor!
Three days after Thanksgiving, 2018, I developed a really bad case of heartburn. "No big deal," I thought, "It WAS Thanksgiving and I DID have the extra plate of sweet potatoes..."
Super hard to sleep, couldn't get positioned right.
Monday, pepto did nothing.
Tuesday, same.
Wednesday, super nauseated, throwing up, called out sick from work.
Thursday, the heartburn moved into my upper arms, which I didn't know was a thing. Nausea was gone, but it was replaced by the feeling that there was a giant rock in the center of my chest, heavy, pulling down on all my insides.
Advice line sends me to the hospital, hospital runs a blood test and finds I've been having a heart attack.
Every time my heart beats, it only pumps out 30% of what it should, that heavy feeling was my heart getting heavier and heavier every heartbeat.
Doc says 30% is the line between walking around, talking to people... and not.
Thursday - Sunday, Cardiac Ward.
Monday - Open heart surgery, ICU.
Tuesday-Thursday - Cardiac Ward. You'd think they'd let a dude rest after cracking you open like a lobster, fuck no! Get up and walk!
Friday - back home.
Yea getting up and about after surgery sucks but it's the best way to prevent blood clots. Very glad to hear you made it to the hospital in time!