A Nurse Has Heart Attack And Describes What She Felt Like When Having One

A nurse has heart attack and describes what she felt like when having one

I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard.

FEMALE HEART ATTACKS

I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have… you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one woman’s experience with a heart attack:

"I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, ‘A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up. A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you’ve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you’ve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn’t have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation–the only trouble was that I hadn’t taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.

After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR). This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. ‘AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening – we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven’t we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I’m having a heart attack! I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn’t be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else… but, on the other hand, if I don’t, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment.

I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics… I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn’t feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in. I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don’t remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like ‘Have you taken any medications?’) but I couldn’t make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.

I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents. Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.

1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual men’s symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn’t know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they’ll feel better in the morning when they wake up… which doesn’t happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you’ve not felt before. It is better to have a ‘false alarm’ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be! 2. Note that I said ‘Call the Paramedics.’ And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what’s happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor – he doesn’t know where you live and if it’s at night you won’t reach him anyway, and if it’s daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn’t carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later. 3. Don’t assume it couldn’t be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it’s unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let’s be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.“

Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life! I wish I knew who the author was. I’m definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with “my cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe you’ll save one!” And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.

Jason Todd quotes vines everyday

Here are some scenarios of that:

Dick: Hood, where are you going?

Jason: why you need to know? all up in my pussy boiiii

Damian: *about to throw a batarang at Jason’s back*

Jason: BITCH I hope the fuck you do! You’ll be a dead son of a bitch I’ll tell you that!

Tim: I’m gonna scare the shit out of Jason when he comes back from patrol

Dick: good luck with that

Tim, later: *emerges from dark, scares Jason*

Jason: *in fighting position* I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you. Not even worried about it

Jason: *showing up to the Robin training session* look at all those chickens

Roy: I mean tell me honestly, is there anything better than pussy?

Jason: yes, a really good book

Criminal: what’re you gonna do, shoot me?

Jason: I won’t hesitate, bitch *pew pew*

Tim: *knocks on Jason’s front door*

Jason: *opening door* hi, welcome to chili’s

Tim: I don’t fucking know why I come here anymore

Jason: as much as it pains me to say this, you did a good job, Replacement

Tim: really? well I didn’t do much and I was underprepared and

Jason: oh my god why can’t you just take the frigging compliMENT

Jason: Dick, do you think I can get this egg in that jar without cracking it?

Dick: no

Jason: *chucks it right at Tim’s head*

Jason: *watching Dick and Bruce fighting in the bat cave* can I get a waffle? can I please get a waffle?

Bruce: Damian was injured during patrol, his nose won’t stop bleeding

Jason: *pointing at Damian* he need some milk

*at the dinner table in Wayne manor*

Bruce: so, Jay, tell us about one of your recent missions with the outlaws

Jason: okay. So I’m sitting there, barbecue sauce on my titties-

Damian: this is why you’re never invited here anymore, Todd

Roy: I love a feisty girl

Dick: the innocent ones are the best

Jason: well, I like my women how I like my coffee… big tits

Dick: *fucks up somehow*

Jason: what the fuck, Richard

Bruce: I just want what’s best for you, Jason. As much as you don’t like to believe it, I am still your father

Jason: you’re not my dad! ugly ass fucking noodle head

Bruce:

bonus: retaliation from Damian

Jason: *shoots at Robin*

Damian: this is why dad doesn’t fucking love you!

feel free to add more!!

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kimmie090

6 years ago

deleted scene from bon voyage s3 ep 5: namjoon wants to be friends with the crab that bit him

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kimmie090

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Dick: Okay, who’s turn is it to give the pep talk?

Damian: [sighing] It’s Todd’s turn.

Jason: Fuck shit up out there but don’t die.

Tim: [wiping away a tear] Inspirational.

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kimmie090

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Bruce Wayne and his Supernatural Children

Bruce is a generally unselfish man, and surprisingly unmaterialistic. He is, however, an avid collector of children of the supernatural persuasion.

That is to say, he is a Dad.

Here is a brief summary of his children:

Dick: Siren.

Bruce found the child hovering at the edges of Haly’s Circus, humming a merry tune and luring people in to the circus to watch the show. Practically no one could resist the sweet, blue-eyed, singing child. It didn’t take long for Bruce to realize that Dick was a siren, and was using his powers of persuasion to lure in customers to help keep the circus running, now that two-thirds of their main attraction, The Flying Graysons, had died.

It took even less time for him to bring the child home and teach him to fight crime, because really, who doesn’t want to seek justice through vigilantism? When Dick takes to the rough streets of Gotham, the villains are practically begging him for a beating.

Jason: Werewolf

Bruce found Jason in Crime Alley when the boy was in wolf form, gnawing on the tires of the Batmobile. Tugging, pulling, and threatening the pup didn’t work, so Bruce used a hamburger to lure the child away from the tires and all the way home to Wayne Manor.

There was one memorable occasion where the Joker abducted Jason and tried to blow him up, but conveniently did not take into account the full moon. When Bruce arrived to rescue Jason, he found a burning warehouse, a very mutilated and very dead Joker, and a hulking, proud, fully fledged wolf wagging his tail in the light of the full moon.

His wagging didn’t stop, and only intensified when Alfred offered Jason steak as a congratulatory meal when they returned home. Dick had to sing to Bruce the whole night to get him to calm down.

Tim: Vampire

Tim is a direct descendant of The Dracula himself, and essentially stayed at Bruce’s house long enough that one day, the man forgot that he hadn’t adopted Tim. Tim possesses the super strength of the supernatural beings, a genius intellect, and an ethereal beauty about him, when he can be bothered to groom.

It’s difficult to groom when you can’t see yourself in a mirror.

For this reason, Tim usually has deep eye bags, grayish skin, and dresses in Jason’s oversized shirts, except when he has to go to work, when he will borrow one of Bruce’s oversized shirts. He has a deep aversion to blood, and instead subsists on coffee and iron pills. He has opened up a new chain of fortified coffees for vampires under the umbrella of Wayne Foods, and it is a massive hit with the supernatural populace.

Cassandra: Faerie

Don’t mistake the slight female Wayne as a pushover. As a faerie, Cass is possessive, protective, and deeply attached to her family, and especially to her father, who was thrilled to finally have a daughter.

She has been known to bite anyone who tries to bother her family, even sending one reporter to the hospital because her venom had seeped into the bite wound. In the field, she is a silent terror, gliding across the skies in complete silence until she spots her prey.

The last thing her adversaries hear is the light giggle of a delighted girl before the venom kicks in.

Damian: Demon

Ten years old, small for his age, and always angry about something, Damian is the result of a very, very, drunk night that Bruce had with an assassin princess. Bruce was particularly surprised when Damian showed up at his house one day saying hello Father, I am your Heir, where is your throne.

As is customary for his demonic ilk, he went on to quickly claim Dick as “his” and everyone else as his enemy, especially Tim. Damian likes hurting villains, receiving hugs and kisses from Dick, and playing with his pets.

He has made a name for himself Gotham with his ruthlessness, and he once opened a portal to hell and chucked Scarecrow into it. The man didn’t reappear for days, and when he did, he ent straight to Arkham and committed himself.

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