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My husband and I celebrate a recent wedding anniversary. |
My husband had a heart attack last week. Technically, it was an acute myocardial infarction, which means he was stricken with chest pain in the parking lot of the Home Depot while loading up some sheets of plywood at 11:45 a.m. He drove himself to the nearest ER, and by 4:30 p.m., he had been taken on an exciting ambulance drive to the big regional hospital, had a stent inserted to clear an artery that was 95 percent blocked, and was eating a pudding cup and feeling no pain.
All of this came out of the blue, and of course we are deeply grateful to the quick thinking of emergency personnel, cardiac catheter lab staff, and the doctors and nurses in cardiac care.
But we couldn't help comparing the care he got to the care ET patients are offered. It certainly revealed holes in the care most of us ET patients receive. For example:
