A letter to my pre-heart attack self

22 Aug

Dear Carolyn,

Duly inspired by CBC Wiretap’s How To Age Gracefully(a delightful farewell video letter to their radio fans, e.g. an 8-year old’s wise advice to a 7-year old), I’m sending this letter to my pre-2008 self.  Since my “widowmaker” heart attack that year, and subsequent ongoing cardiac issues, I’ve learned a thing or two about living with a chronic and progressive illness that I wish I’d known BHA (before heart attack).  I think I would have been a nicer and smarter and healthier person had I known these things long ago. So in no particular order, here’s my best advice to a long-ago me:

  • Don’t waste time worrying about answers to every question (sometimes, we simply don’t know the answers to all questions – like “Why me? Why did this happen?” – and relentless navel-gazing can end up being not only fruitless, but crazy-making and boring to others).
  • Don’t be smug (just because you’ve been a healthy distance runner for almost two decades, don’t believe for one moment that this somehow provides a magical cardioprotective guarantee against having a cardiac event yourself one day).
  • Don’t be so damned judgemental (you know absolutely nothing about the life of that fat guy eating ice cream, or that mother yelling at her kids in the mall parking lot, or that heart patient who starts smoking again until you have walked a mile in their shoes (or, in their hospital booties).
  • Don’t take your wonderful family and friends for granted (you have no idea how important those you love really are until you will need them someday during a real crisis). But conversely . . .
  • Don’t squander the precious and very limited hours you have left on this earth spending time with people who suck the life right out of you (you may have always believed that you had no choice in this matter e.g. people you’ve been friends with forever, or people influential for your career, or friends of friends of friends, but trust me, you’ll be far healthier if you try to keep interactions with these folks to a bare minimum).
  • Don’t live to work (stop doing nutty workaholic things like going into work every Sunday for the last year before your heart attack happens in order to stay on top of all those “important” projects  –  trust me, nobody on their deathbed will ever say: “Wish I’d spent more time at the office..”).
  • Don’t interject unsolicited opinions – until somebody absolutely begs you, in which case they’re not “unsolicited” (but your opinion is just that, an opinion – not the Capital T Truth – so try to practice resisting the urge to share unless you really know what you’re talking about). *NOTE: as my family and friends can attest, I’m still working on this one . . .
  • Don’t neglect the beauty of unremarkable routine (take a longer, more scenic walk home from work, enjoy packed lunches in the staff room with your favourite colleagues, bring fresh flowers to your office – before such moments are snatched away from you. You do not have to be doing something productive during every waking moment of every day. Yes. Really.)
  • Don’t be reluctant to ask for (and then accept) help from others who offer (most people wouldn’t offer if they didn’t really want to help you – and you KNOW how good you feel when you can do something kind for others in need. So allow others the same pleasure).
  • Don’t sweat the small stuff (you’d be amazed how all the inconsequential problems you like to ruminate over can evaporate in importance when compared with being in the middle of crushing chest pain and shortness of breath that may or may not mean you’ll be heading back to the hospital today).
  • Don’t ever believe that bad things don’t happen to good people (there is no fair fairy in life, so stop acting as if those who get sick are somehow “not like you” because, unlike them, you are smart enough, strong enough, fit enough, committed enough, or educated enough to outrun hurt and pain and illness. You can’t. Just try being nicer to them).
  • Don’t forget that NO is a complete sentence (practice saying NO without any explanation or excuses required).
  • Don’t try for Best Patient award (there is none – and the choices you make won’t be the same as those made by others with the same diagnosis anyway, and that’s okay. You are not them. Being sick doesn’t make you more noble or more special – it just makes you feel really bad some days and not-so-bad on some days.  It is what it is.)

Best of luck to you, Carolyn . . .

love,

Your future self,

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Carolyn Thomas

Q: What advice would you give to your own pre-diagnosis self?

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14 Responses to “A letter to my pre-heart attack self”

  1. Leslie Kernisan, MD August 26, 2015 at 5:10 pm #

    Carolyn, I love these, they are great tips for anyone who has yet to suffer a major health setback!

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    • Carolyn Thomas August 26, 2015 at 5:19 pm #

      Thanks so much, Dr. K – perhaps I should have titled this post: “A Letter To My Pre-DIAGNOSIS Self”!!?! 🙂

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  2. Anna in France August 23, 2015 at 7:52 am #

    Recognize the real heroes who are right next to you.
    My husband was absolutely amazing after I had my infarct and subsequent angioplasty. He supported me daily (both physically and emotionally) when I was in hospital and ran the house supremely when I came home. And there was I thinking I was indispensable.

    Appreciate the love around you. I was humbled by the people who showed their love and concern for me when I got really sick. I had never realized how many people cared and how lucky I am.

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    • Carolyn Thomas August 23, 2015 at 8:40 am #

      Bon jour, Anna – two similarly themed and very important pieces of advice for all of us to consider! Many thanks…

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  3. Elizabeth Skronski August 23, 2015 at 7:36 am #

    I actually wrote a letter to my heart after my own widow maker heart attack in November 2008. In the letter I expressed gratitude to my heart for having kept me alive all that time, having survived the HA and promising to take better care of it. It was quite emotional but something I felt I needed to do. After almost 7 years, I think I need to review the letter, particularly the part about taking care of it. Old habits do die hard and life gets in the way of exercising and meditating.

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    • Carolyn Thomas August 23, 2015 at 7:40 am #

      Hello Elizabeth – I like that idea of rewriting the letter every so often. Old habits do die hard (after all, we’ve had a lifetime of practice before our cardiac events!) See today’s new post on a great (free!) patient information booklet I found called Living Well if you need some inspiration…

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  4. Curious to the Max August 22, 2015 at 6:30 pm #

    I probably wouldn’t give any advice to my PRE-self per your “Don’t interject unsolicited opinions – until somebody absolutely begs you, in which case they’re not “unsolicited”’

    I don’t think she wanted advice nor would she have listened!

    However, your list is an excellent one now for my POST-Self!!!!!!!!!!

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    • Carolyn Thomas August 22, 2015 at 6:44 pm #

      Ha! I forgot to take that into consideration: you couldn’t tell my pre-heart attack self ANYTHING!

      Which begs the question: wonder what our 85-year old selves might advise our present selves?!

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      • Curious to the Max August 22, 2015 at 7:36 pm #

        Carolyn, 85! NOW THAT”S A BRILLIANT THOUGHT (but then again, I’ve always known you are brilliant).

        I think my 85 year old self would just smile knowingly and keep her mouth shut to conserve her energy be it physical, emotional or intellectual . . . she knows my 70 year old self does too much listening and too little follow through . . .

        That’s my first thought . . . undoubtedly not my last.

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        • Carolyn Thomas August 22, 2015 at 7:54 pm #

          Judy-Judith, as a person who went on her first crash diet at age 16 (an athletic, skinny, basketball-playing 16, I might add!) I’m still tempted to scream at my old high school photos to “smarten up!” and stop obsessing with all my girlfriends about getting “too fat” (i.e. not like the bony models in our Seventeen magazines). No doubt my 85 year-old self would be screaming something appropriate at me now…

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    • Chris August 23, 2015 at 7:47 am #

      I fear I was the same. Always dishing out advice and never taking any. I am still that way and need to quit it. Loved this article and shared it with friends.

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  5. Joan Binnings August 22, 2015 at 1:27 pm #

    Don’t fear that you will pop a stitch while laughing…it will help you heal!

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