He had a heart attack this morning.

It was major. I woke up about 5:30 am and he was coughing so hard I thought he was vomiting. I went in to check on him and he said, "I think you are going to have to take me to the hospital." I said to let me get dressed. When I went back he had tried to get up to put his shoes on and he couldn't and said I needed to call 911. Which I did.They took him to the local ER and I was right behind them. They did a heart enzyme test called torponin. I had never heard of it. Normal is .02 and he was at an 8. By 2 pm that had gone up to 81 and it will continue to rise for 24 -26 hours after the heart attack.The local hospital wanted to transfer him by ambulance to a facility about an hour away that has a cardiac unit. He did not want to go. He wanted to come home and start palliative care. He had an excellent physician who told him that he could do that, but he would surely die. He thought that it could be something quite simple like just getting a stint and he could be back home in 2-3 days and not suffer.So off he went in the ambulance. I'm glad he agreed. Nothing worse than watching the person you love suffering.I came home, gathered a few things and one of my sisters rode up with me while the other one followed in her car. Incredible sisters who drop everything at a phone call!They did tests all day long. Excellent care team - I'm so impressed. They worked first to get him comfortable, breathi...
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