A few weeks ago, my husband got a very, very unexpected phone call. His parents said that they were in the hospital having some tests run because his mother had some unresolved heartburn. It turns out, she had a heart attack. She had two major blockages in her heart. One of them was so large, it required two stents to repair. When Rick hung up the phone he said, “Mom doesn’t deserve a heart attack.” What he meant by that was that some people overeat, smoke, or have sedentary lifestyles, but not her. She hadn’t done anything to warrant a heart attack. She is young (63) and active with good cholesterol levels and has no history of heart disease in her family-until now. She sent me a recap of her story. As she went into depth of her experiences leading up to and after her heart attack, it was clear to me that her symptoms had been there already for months, perhaps years-lingering. Waiting for the moment to pounce and say, “YOU SHOULD PROBABLY GO TO THE ER, LADY! I AM DONE PLAYING AROUND!” Continue reading
A conversation I’ve had with quite a few people:
Notme McNotterson: What do you do for a living?
Me: I work in a nursing home.
Notme McNotterson: Oh, my. I couldn’t do that.
Me: Really? Why?
Notme McNotterson: Well, you know….They’re….old….and sick and all. It just seems like such a sad place.
First of all, nursing homes get an insanely bad rap. They might have been insane asylums in the 1950’s, but now they are just really nice, clean, and safe places for people who need help to live. Do you know that there are more state rules and regulations in place for a nursing home than a nuclear power plant? It’s true. Continue reading