Last Sunday night I was in Baptist Hospital of Miami. I was trying to sleep all I could so that I did not have to watch the clock and think about the heart cath they were going to do in the morning.
I felt there was a small chance that I might die. Maybe I was remembering heart catheterizations from the 70s. I was ready however for death. I was thinking it was not a bad way to go. Maybe better than I might face in a few years.
I was expecting bad results from the heart cath. I have have not been eating the right foods. I never drink water. I drink nothing but Coke. I love cheese and eat a lot of it. I been having bad chest pains for almost two years. I had my doctor telling me to see a heart doctor right way and I did not do it for a year and a half. I had the doctor tell me that when I was having pain I was doing damage to my heart. I had readers of my blog telling me to get in and see a heart doctor.
On Friday of last week I had gone to a new doctor and he did an EKG in his office and came into the room and said Jim I got bad news for you. He said you have had a heart attack or your having one now. He said get to the ER right away. He gave me the EKG and said they will admit you right away.
So here I was on Sunday night waiting for the cardiac catheterization in a few hours.
I was expecting bad news.
I had the cath in the morning and I was told that my heart was OK. I had not had a heart attack and my arteries in good shape. I was not expecting that information.
I been doing petty good on my low fat diet.
I did eat 6 oz of cheese today. I should have only had 2 oz.
I am having a problem limiting my intake of salt. I will work on it.
I have to make an appointment with two different doctors.
