I used to think I was making the most of life. I was an athlete and a bodybuilder. Outside of the gym, I was on the up-and-up in my career. By all accounts, I was successful. Then my heart failed me … literally.
Heather Meyer of North Carolina was an athletic, 40-year-old vegetarian getting ready for work when she had a spontaneous coronary artery dissection (SCAD). Life changed after that.
In Part One, Frank and Maria had spent the first 18 months of their marriage in and out of the hospital dealing with poor blood flow and lesions that would not heal on his right leg. Read the conclusion of this dramatic story.
Her knees ached constantly. Her back, too. She knew why. Having long struggled to control the quality and quantity of her diet, her weight had ballooned to 380 pounds. Now she’s half the woman she used to be and committed to to better health.
On a frigid morning in April 2016, he stood in the parking lot of the cardiac rehab center, looking at the front entrance about 100 feet away. It looked like an impossible distance.
Had just one thing not gone as it did, this sudden cardiac arrest survivor might not have lived to tell this story.
“I realized what your children wanted from you is what my kids want from me – a healthy father who will be around to share in their family’s lives,” writes Tony Westbrooks after receiving the same diagnosis his late father had.
A transplant recipient writes a letter reflecting on her complex relationship with, and deep appreciation for the heart she’s saying goodbye to.
Heart attack survivor, Beth Woodard, poses an important question for heart patients: What can we do to make sure our good intentions become good practices? She shares her surprising secrets for success.
For the 5 percent of people who survive sudden cardiac arrest a defibrillator usually revives them. Without a timely burst of power to the chest the other 95 percent die. I was one of those rare survival statistics.
Around 2008, a visit to a cardiologist produced a wait-and-see diagnosis. The doctor didn’t say anything more about it, and Susan didn’t ask. She had no idea that a murmur was connected to valve disease.
Frank was introduced to PAD while driving. He was on his way home when his right ankle stopped working. Up to that point in his life, despite 30 years of living with diabetes, he knew little about PAD.