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three large widescreen tv units staring me in the face, four nurses and a surgeon hovering over my body prepping me for surgery. the green gowns and white face masks became a welcoming thing as i drifted in and out of a fantasy world of monsters and sprites. the warm touch of the nurses grasp on my clenched fist was comforting.
after being sedated, and somewhat with the fairys, i noticed the screens bursting into life and two sharp but not painful scratches in my wrist, just below my thumb. in the background bach was playing with the, beep beep beep of the heart monitor and other machines, all seemed to be in time with each other.
the monitors looked broken like a iphone had been dropped and the glass screen had popped. the sharp pain in wrist became a warm feeling as my head told me my heart was still kicking away in my chest. and a very warm feeling like i had sipped a couple drams of scotlands finest whiskey filled my chest. liquid vallium has a funny affect on the mind and makes time speed up. but the dye injected direct into my heart felt like i had drank scotlands finest. those broken screens i saw were not, it was dye flowing through my heart to find the blockage that had nearly killed me at christmas
i had faced my fears, something i thought i could never do. and also been fixed up and given a few more years of life. it is funny i am sitting here now telling this story but to me it has been a nightmare. at the age of fourty and a young fit male i had suffered a massive heart attack and had heart surgery.
i now have a medicated Stent fitted and have had to make some very major life changes, but sitting here i have to thank the NHS for what they have done. the doctors gave a 6 months to yar year max. now that has been extended to a good 10 years plus thanks to a wonderful heart surgeon and his team of nurses. i intend to make it well beyond 10 years but without them and the nhs i would be up the creek without a boat or paddle.
i am getting better slowly, i still have chest pains but this is from the surgery and my body trying to reject the stent they fitted inside my chest. i was the youngest person on the ward for those two days and now i feel like i am fourty years old and not an 80yr old man. maybe i can get back to astronomy and my love for photography.
I have been told no more extreme sports and to take things nice and easy. it is possible i could get another blockage, but i am ready for it and stronger than ever now.
people ask me what did you get for christmas and my reply is " the gift of life again", i tend to get a funny look until they hear what i had gone through and the odds i had to face at a young age.
so i am back amongst the living and intend to keep it that way slowly but. surely
after being sedated, and somewhat with the fairys, i noticed the screens bursting into life and two sharp but not painful scratches in my wrist, just below my thumb. in the background bach was playing with the, beep beep beep of the heart monitor and other machines, all seemed to be in time with each other.
the monitors looked broken like a iphone had been dropped and the glass screen had popped. the sharp pain in wrist became a warm feeling as my head told me my heart was still kicking away in my chest. and a very warm feeling like i had sipped a couple drams of scotlands finest whiskey filled my chest. liquid vallium has a funny affect on the mind and makes time speed up. but the dye injected direct into my heart felt like i had drank scotlands finest. those broken screens i saw were not, it was dye flowing through my heart to find the blockage that had nearly killed me at christmas
i had faced my fears, something i thought i could never do. and also been fixed up and given a few more years of life. it is funny i am sitting here now telling this story but to me it has been a nightmare. at the age of fourty and a young fit male i had suffered a massive heart attack and had heart surgery.
i now have a medicated Stent fitted and have had to make some very major life changes, but sitting here i have to thank the NHS for what they have done. the doctors gave a 6 months to yar year max. now that has been extended to a good 10 years plus thanks to a wonderful heart surgeon and his team of nurses. i intend to make it well beyond 10 years but without them and the nhs i would be up the creek without a boat or paddle.
i am getting better slowly, i still have chest pains but this is from the surgery and my body trying to reject the stent they fitted inside my chest. i was the youngest person on the ward for those two days and now i feel like i am fourty years old and not an 80yr old man. maybe i can get back to astronomy and my love for photography.
I have been told no more extreme sports and to take things nice and easy. it is possible i could get another blockage, but i am ready for it and stronger than ever now.
people ask me what did you get for christmas and my reply is " the gift of life again", i tend to get a funny look until they hear what i had gone through and the odds i had to face at a young age.
so i am back amongst the living and intend to keep it that way slowly but. surely
Poor Treepiary has been poorly xx
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