One of the reasons that I knew I wasn’t having a heart attack even while I was actually having one was my very inaccurate perception of what a heart attack looks like.
First, I used to think that heart attacks happen mostly to men. Old men. Old men who are out of shape chain smokers and heavy drinkers. Old men who one day suddenly clutch their chests and keel over, unconscious. CPR. 911. Ambulance sirens screaming. Paramedics. Defibrillator paddles. That’s a heart attack.
Wrong, my dear Heart Sisters. (more…)
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