November 19th was the “anniversary” of my heart attack. Probably not a day most people would celebrate. One of my friends sent me a “Happy Heart Day” card and another sent me a “Happy Perserverance Day” text. I like the thought of celebrating this day as a day of perserverance rather than a day mared by a heart attack.
I haven’t updated this blog about my heart in a while, partly because there wasn’t anything new to say, and then when there finally was, I wasn’t able to sit and write. So here it goes . . .
The stent didn’t work. After a number of additional angiograms to clean the stent out, another minor heart “incident”, and multiple drugs, nothing was working. Late this past summer I knew I was going to end up back in the hospital, hopefully before another heart attack. And so it was to be. Early August the stent was 99% blocked with scar tissue. My body just wasn’t happy with the metal. Heart by-pass surgery was scheduled a few days later.
Heart Attack to Heart By-Pass
My body tried – it really did. New arteries were being built and trying to compensate for the blockage at the stent. But, it just wasn’t enough. It was decided to remove an artery from my mammory, lay it along side the left anterior descentding artery (LAD), by-passing the blocked LAD, and connect the two other arteries. In essence the mammory artery would now become my new LAD artery.
To do this surgery they have to cut open your rib cage through the sternum, deflate the lungs, and accomplish a delicate surgery. Luckily I had another stroke of luck with a fabulous cardiac surgeon. The surgery seems to have been a success, although the recovery has been long and tedious.
Heart Attack Take Away
Yesterday I wore a necklace embossed with the words “Count Your Rainbows Not Your Thunderstorms”. It’s what made me realize I hadn’t written an update about my heart attack. And here’s why – my heart attack and surgeries don’t define me, but they have given me an even more solid platform to stand on regarding nutrition and optimal health from the inside out.
A total of 28 cradiologists from around the world looked at my case and no one knows why I had a heart attack. There’s a working theory about a blood clot and stress, but truely no one knows – and no one probably ever will. We get dealt a hand of cards in our lives and we play it the best we can. I guess my hand wasn’t so good to start with, but I’ve played it well by eating healthy, staying active, and knowing my body. I’ve been told time and again that without those strategies I would be dead, at least twice from a heart attack.
We can’t do anything about where we start from, but we can do a lot of good or a lot of damage based on the decisions we make each and every day regarding our body. So I won’t count the Thunderstorms in my life (like a heart attack) but the Rainbows (and perserverance) that I find along the way.