Kathleen arrived in the ER with pain in her chest, arms and back. The ER physician told her that her EKG was normal, in a tone that suggested she was “wasting his time.” It took two hours before he finally ordered cardiac enzyme blood tests. Amazingly, her hubby also had a heart attack one week later. But his treatment in the same hospital, for the same procedure, was significantly different.
“I now feel like the ground I am on is a little firmer.” I love reading stories like Debbie’s. Although it took five weeks for her to get an appropriate cardiac diagnosis, she managed to survive a massive heart attack and then went on to make some major improvements in her day-to-day life.
Cleveland Clinic dietitians tell us that we should NEVER eat a pretzel because it’s a “nutrient zero.” Of course, it’s a nutrient zero. It’s a PRETZEL! Nobody pops a pretzel hoping to fulfill their daily nutrient requirement of protein.
What’s it like to celebrate 10 years as a blogger on a site that’s attracted over 17 million views? Pretty fantastic. . . .
What should we do to address the “undiagnosed disconnect” between what doctors THINK their patients understand, and what they ACTUALLY understand?
The kind of heart attack I had still has a male name: the “widowmaker” heart attack. Here’s why giving it a male face is so dangerous to women heart patients.