Close friend of mine didn’t show up to work a few weeks ago. CEO calls an emergency meeting first thing that morning and says “Guy is out. Hospital. Can’t say any more. He’ll be out 2-4 weeks minimum.” Come to find out - my friend had a heart attack.
He’s only 38, in good shape. Doesn’t smoke, drinks only once in a while. His family health history is terrible, but I guess we all (and he) thought he’d be OK since he’s always been health conscious.
Turns out: I had a meeting with him the day it happened. Completely fine. After work, friend goes to work out at the health club. Just the treadmill. Nothing out of the ordinary. He works out and goes home. On returning home - sudden, immediate, incredible crushing chest pain. Doctors tell him he must have ruptured an artery during the workout, it clotted, and the clot went straight to his heart. Fortunately my boy is knowledgeable and his wife used to be a PA so they called 911 right away. Doubly lucky, he lives close to a hospital. They get him there in time. His heart actually stops completely a few times (dunno if this is in the ambulance or at the hospital.) “Yeah, they had the EKG on me. I could see it. Saw it go beep…beep…boooooooooooooooo a few times. They shocked me every time. I didn’t like that, it hurt.”
…Jesus, dude. You were conscious the whole time and saw yourself flatline?! :eek: According to him: “Actually, I was surprisingly calm. Just kinda thought, ‘Well, this is it.’” Did you have a NDE? “No, I was there the whole time.”
Anyways, they were able to do an angioplasty or whatever (IANAD), clear the clot, and keep him alive. Put in a couple of stents. Didn’t have to open him up fully, they went in through the groin. Here’s to modern medicine!
…and he’s already back at work. And looks good, and healthy. My God, what a scare for him, his family and all of us. He mostly is just embarrassed (though he shouldn’t be) about having a heart attack so young. We’ve all been trying to convince him - we don’t care about that, we’re just so happy he’s still with us. But man…scary stuff. He’s got 3 little kids, he hasn’t even told them what happened (I don’t blame him.)
So glad my friend is still with us!