Eck! I had one of those just over five years ago, including complications. Not fun at the time, although the recovery Luke Ward (AKA Stalag 17) was actually a lot of laughs, with some very mischievous fellow inmates, and I often wonder how many of my fellow POWs still survive. I was the baby of the bunch at 45 - I don't think there was anyone else under 65 on the ward.
I managed to escape without bypass surgery, and merely had a tiny metal cage (stent) inserted into my heart via my wrist, Mercifully, I had the only surgeon in the UK who preferred going in this way rather than the groin - although I still had to 'prepare' for that possibility.
At the time of the attack, I had no idea what was happening. I smoked a little (6 roll-ups a day - now none), was only a few pounds overweight, and had a reasonable diet, so I had no reason to suspect a heart attack. Even at the hospital, nobody would commit to an opinion because the machines they'd hooked me up to were giving conflicting signals. It wasn't until the day after that a consultant appeared at the foot of my bed, surrounded by baby-faced junior doctors, to tell me that I'd had a "coronary event". Fabulous - there was I scared witless, and weaker than I'd ever felt in my life, and he made it sound like I'd just come from a f***** Royal Garden Party!
Fydo, I'm so sorry to hear this news. It's not only a horrible time for you, but all those around you, and that includes your friends here. Be sure we're all pulling for you, and get well soon. It may take a little more time before you're back on the golf course with Roger, but while you're building up to that, do take the time to come and play around with us when you can. God bless, mate!
