It was September 17, 2011 (I was 38 years of age) and I was on my way to run a 5K, I didn't make it, instead I found myself in an ambulance with EMS telling me I was having a heart attack.. huh? how could this be I don't have any of the risk factors.. I was only in the ER for moments before a cardiologist on call on a Saturday night approached me said I was in the middle of a heart attack and told me I was going to the cath lab. again huh? what is everyone talking about I was thinking. so to the cath lab I go. my cardiologist is wonderful I was so lucky he was on call on a Saturday night. As he is exploring he found the rare occurence SCAD.... luckily he has seen it 1 other time in his career so he knew what to do with it, 1 stent was placed. After an hour I wind up in a room where I wound up sicker than a dog all night, my husband stayed with me all night and got me through it, that was worse than the heart attack.
I stayed in the hospital for 2 days and I still wasn't comprehending how serious this was until after I got home and did some researach and then realized my whole world was about to change, I had my ups and downs and couldn't believe this was happening to someone who hasn't even had a cold in years...but I had a lot of support from family/friends.
I did the cardiac rehab which helped me alot, it was a great outlet for me and I was so use to exercising but didn't know where to start so this helped me. although after rehab I didn't continue excersing as I went through a divorce so between that and trying to heal I had to take care of myself in other ways.
A year later I have finally went back to working out and my husband (ex) and I are great friends and I am emotionally and physically 100% better.
sorry if rambled, it feels good to get it all out sometimes to other people that understand and I am looking for people to chat with who knows exactly what I have gone through and understand the frustrating moments we all have.
Thanks for reading my story.