When Pride Becomes a Matter of Life and Death: The Shocking Truth Behind Embarrassment
My confidence was shaken Sunday morning. My troponin levels had increased before leveling off, and even with the heparin, Lipitor, blood pressure medication, and heart medication, I had another episode. And it was major.
The pain in my head and chest was excruciating, my palpitations made it feel as if my heart was bouncing off my rib cage, and my sweat soaked through my hospital gown, my sheets, and my pillow. I shivered helplessly as they replaced them all.
This was the first time I truly considered the possibility that my three-year-old and eight-month-old sons would never know me. This realization led me to experience what my doctor called “a storm”: I sobbed uncontrollably. Anxiety medication, Tylenol, and nitroglycerin calmed my episode, but my storm held strongly just beneath the surface.
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