Today is a milestone day. I've just come back from a fitness class. To many no big deal. To me, it brings a tear to my eye.Last may, I had to go to hospital by ambulance. Irregular heartbeats confirmed by a cardiologist. I was in intensive care for 2 nights under observation. I lost 4 kgs. I was stabilised and moved to the general ward where I spent 6 more nights. Nurses rushed in at times to wake me up when my pulse was irregular or too slow. "He's a awake I'm talking with him" they'd report to the monitoring station. Scary. My ejection fraction had dropped to 25%. I don't drink, smoke and am a life long sportsman. Totally perplexing. But it seems to be myocarditis.
After getting home, my journey back to health was just beginning. Of course, I was on all the heart failure medication. 5 weeks later, my ejection fraction was 45%. 4 months later 49%. But the doctor told me I had a blood clot in my heart. So I had to take injections and tablets to thin my blood.
All that was 5 months ago. Blood clot gone. I feel well, normal. I am attending rehab and have even restarted my fitness at the local gym. I'm so grateful to all the staff that have helped me get better.
My message here....even when things look dark as they did for me when I had 25% ejection fraction in intensive care, there is hope of recovery. The heart is incredibly resilient and it can recover. I just want to share this message of hope. Keep fighting, you can get better.