Wednesday, September 3, 2008

affairs of the heart

John is a lucky man. The doctors said he was "a walking time bomb." His friends and family knew he was a likely candidate--large build, high stress job, the usual high-risk warnings--but somehow they all lived in denial that it could actually happen to him.

He even knew something wasn't right for the last six months, but if he didn't tell anyone or if he just ignored it, it would go away...right? John is an intelligent man--well-read (he collects rare books), well-travled (he's been to four continents), well-educated (he earned his MBA)--but no matter what the head knows, the heart can trump it.

In John's case, his heart took control of his life. All those warning signs--arm pain, shortness of breath, sweating, indigestion--were screaming to him that his heart needed attention immediately. Not when it was convenient or he had the time, but NOW!

John was lucky. The skilled heart surgeon rerouted the blood flow to the heart three times, so the roadblocks in the arteries can be avoided. John now has that indebted feeling (like so many survivors before him) that life will go on, for at least a while longer. No more taking chances, no more ignoring symptoms, no more junk food or fat or salt. But it's worth it. The heart only knows one thing: to beat a steady rhythm that powers the body, but it doesn't take much for the head to mess it up.

2 comments:

Shalyn said...

Good story!
I'm glad it ended on a happy note.

Regina Cassell said...

You are a natural blogger!