Don’t worry too much … The NHS is wonderful, and the technology [should you ever need it] is amazing:
True. I had a quad bypass ten years ago.
My history – never smoked, never overweight, blood pressure normal, cholesterol low, always fit, but a heart attack (which I walked around with for three months before going to the doctor) at 61. But family history on Mum’s side.
”Top dog” at Papworth was my surgeon and while attending for preliminary checks, his registrar asked if I would accept an earlier op if a space became available. This was 16:30 on Tuesday. I replied “Yes, OK” and he said ‘Friday”. Admitted Thursday at 11:00, op Friday morning at 08:30. They only decided at 20:30 on Thursday evening that I didn’t need open heart surgery.
Put in a side ward after the op. Part of the crash team attended on one night and the whole lot the next – along with the surgeon’s registrar at around 02:30 in the morning! Not good, I was thinking and it was my birthday! Later, had more people round my bed than I could count.
Head of the crash team watched my vital signs for an hour while he administered a huge dose of Potassium and then I slowly started to improve. Three days of 150 -170 heart-rate was not fun, but the rate dropped and my surgeon asked ME if he should prescribe warfarin and send me home. I light-heartedly told him he was the ——— expert and he allowed me home with the warfarin.
I had to take a letter for my local hospital – to monitor if my collapsed lung was still expanding properly. It was then that I realised why they had been X-raying me so regularly in hospital.
When rehab exercises started at the local hospital the fellow in charge kept telling me to slow down as my heart was up around the 150 mark. I kept telling him I wouldn't be exercising at all if I slowed down. They used to keep me behind for up to an hour, until my heart-rate subsided. I then walked home with it at 140-150bpm!
Not a good experience, but I’m still around. One heart tablet, minimum statin (cholesterol is plus or minus two), that aspirin (responsible for the duodenal ulcers last year?) plus the pill for ulcer prevention each day is not onerous.
Better than the alternative, is how I see it. So hospitals good, DHSS lousy.
My wife has had more her fair share of hospital treatments over the years – survived an horrific RTA (drunk driver overtaking on a blind bend and head-on collision, resulting in a 3 month hospital stay -quite a lot in intensive care)), a botched gall bladder op (an extra month in hospital later) and cancer treatment in 2018 which seemed to affect her heart (yet another cardiac app. on Friday.)
We wouldn’t be here without the superb hospital care we’ve received. I’m quite sure of that