Without Warning
I'm an athlete (swimmer and runner) and a physical therapist by career. Suddenly, at the age of 66, I wasn't feeling well. It was nothing specific, but I was tired and not myself in many ways.
I finally got a consult with the cardiologist on a Friday. Three days later, I was in the ER, finding it hard to breathe. The diagnosis: HEART FAILURE!
A virus from my exposure to isolation patients had nestled in my heart. Every test showed the heart of a teenager, except the nerve study and my echocardiogram.
I'm functioning with only 20% of my heart's capacity and coping with the deep grief of an unexpected loss. Medications, fluids, salt, rest? I'm having to face that I'm not who I was, yet don't know who I now am. Everything is calculated!
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