[wardaddy]

I had a congenital issue called intraseptal bridge of the LAD coronary artery....the widowmaker as they call it

It is basically that the artery is within the heart muscle and pumping chamber dangling and being squeezed with beats

Very prone to occlusion and poor patentcy from birth

Mine had essentially given out at 46 although I had felt compromised since late teens

My other coronary arteries were fine enough

I didn’t have a heart attack per se but my symptoms were profound and I doubt I would have lasted another 48 hours

Hence hearing a distinct repeated command not to take a pain pill and return to bed but rather to go get help 15 minutes away at 2am

They did not know my precise issue till surgery and I woke up 15 hours later knowing this somehow in twilight

It took 2 surgeries in 11 months to correct this....the first covered here....courtesy of Matt

Since then I feel fairly well though not 100 percent suffering a lifetime from birth of slow ventricular damage

Worse though is the lung scar tissue from two pop opens and subsequent healing of lung cavity

Inevitable

Symbicort or Advair help

In any event...still kicking and we had another baby a couple years later so I do cop to a vigor uptick at 50

I do well enough.....busy and work all the time and just spent 2 weeks in rockies and cascades at altitude

No complaints

Thanks to both of you and a special tulips hat tip again to Onyx

God bless

[Ditter]

I am so glad you got yourself to a place where they knew just how to help you! Our son had Wolf/Parkinson/White Syndrome tachycardia since birth (1966), we almost lost him at 10 days old. We did lose him when he was 18 years old to a driver who ran a red light and broadsided him.

He had periodic spells of tachycardia his whole life, I often wonder how his heart would have held out if he had lived longer.

[onyx]

I had to smile at three specific things you wrote: Mention of your baby (no longer a baby) your scar (oh geeez...lol...doesn’t it suntan?) and those tulips. How sweet of you to remember them. I remember trying to choose “proper” flowers for a man’s man, and decided on those colorful tulips because to me they said, “Praise God & Happy LIFE.”