I drive to ER and park 30 yards from the entry. I go inside, and with about 15 people there, including two cops, I'm next in line. There are two women behind the plexiglass, one dealing with a not very responsive 20 something who may have been on drugs. The other woman was on the phone. I'm leaning on the counter, debating whether to say "I'm having a heart attack." while hoping someone will ask me something. I kept looking from one woman to the next and finally the second woman puts down the phone and asks if she can help me. I tell her I'm having a heart attack and put my license and insurance card on the counter. I must have been in their system because she asked me to confirm my phone #. She asked me more questions and I just kept pointing to the cards. someone came out with a wheelchair. Things happened fast after that. Hooked up to EKG, Doc comes in, tells me I'm having a heart attack and will go to the Catheter room. I woke up in the middle of the procedure to everyone talking excitedly and WHAM! I got the Shocker! I must have been on some good drugs because no pain, but I did levitate a good bit. Go back under
Woke up to find I had 2 stents put in. I had a STEMI heart attack. I've been told it's nickname is "the widowmaker"
Anyways, I came home Tuesday just after noon with a fistfull of prescriptions. The system ain't perfect but the DR.s and nurses did alright by me. Admissions people must be real jaded. heheh
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