Hi all newbie here and my first post.
By profession, I am a 60-year-old overweight taxi driver and I came across this site while in hospital waiting for CABGX4.
In 2014, I was out of puff after push starting a vehicle for a neighbour and came over all sweaty and clammy.
Wife phoned for ambulance and I got rushed into hospital. Anyway, I ended up having a single stent put in through my arm and marvelled how quick and painless the procedure was.
After going home, I quickly got back into my old routine of long hours sitting and driving in a taxi and eating on the go. My deluded thought process was if the worst comes to the worst it would mean having another stent put in and off, I go again. Yes, I am that stupid.
Since the stent I have felt fine I don't drink and never smoked, but I do love my food.
As you can guess the inevitable happened and this time, 5 weeks ago, I was out of puff putting a shed up.
So, same as last time wife rang for ambulance, the paramedics done ECG, nothing conclusive, so they took me in. After assessment, I was told I would get an angiogram the next day. Naturally (for me anyway) I thought “Oh well another stent and I’ll be away”.
I remember the angiogram took a lot longer than last time and when the surgeon had finished, I asked him how many stents he had put in. He looked at me and said “None” the best outcome for me was Heart bypass surgery which my surgeon would explain to me. The hardest part was explaining over the phone to my wife and family as there were no visitors allowed in hospital.
My surgeon told me I would be getting a quadruple bypass and as I was classed as obese (24 stone) he gave me the doom and gloom version of what could go wrong for someone of my size.
I was bricking it after that conversation.
Afterward I got my tablet out and searched for info (scary stuff that Google) and eventually came across this wonderful site full of stories that I could now relate to. It has helped me a great deal and is now my go-to place for things like clicking sternum, sleeping comfortably and post op anxiety.
I am coming up to my 4th week post op and recovering little by little but still anxious about things in general. On the plus side I have lost 1.5 stones and decided my taxi days are over. I am going to find a nice steady caretaking job where I can potter about and stay active.
Thanks for reading.