The last time I wrote on the blog, I had no clue that I was about to meet the widow maker. The widow maker is the cardiologist’s nickname for the main artery in the heart when it becomes blocked and causes a heart attack. Usually, when you have a widow-maker heart attack, it is too late to remedy the situation. I say God takes care of fools and drunks; since I was not drinking, a fool is a better description of me.
I met the widow maker in the first part of May of this year. Recognizing the symptoms from the years of seeing my grandfather and father’s heart disease should have been easy. Except I kept associating my symptoms with my asthma symptoms. I experienced shortness of breath, inability to move, and weakness. And yet, somewhere in the back of my mind, it told me it was my heart. Maybe the thought of adding heart disease to my list of conditions and doctors made me reluctant to admit my need to see a cardiologist.
Then in May, the widow came pounding while crushing my chest in the dark of late night! I was frightened. My inner voice said to get two Bayer aspirin and chew them up; then my response was to call out to Jesus, and I did. Finally, the pain subsided, and I wiped off my sweaty body. No, I did not go to the hospital but waited until morning to see my family doctor. Stupidity and stubbornness run deep within my veins!
After I found out that I had 80 % blockage in my middle artery and would require two stents, I was ready to submit to treatment, and start seeing a cardiologist. The best part of the whole situation was Cardiac Rehab! I went two days a week, and it helped me to rebuild my strength along with my hope for a better, healthy future.
You are probably wondering why I am sharing this personal information. I want you to be more heart aware when it comes to your health. Go get yourself a Cardiologist and have your heart checked out. I think you will be glad you did!
God Bless You!
