Updated on July 26, 2022
HealthDay operates under the strictest editorial standards. Our syndicated news content is completely independent of any financial interests, is based solely on industry-respected sources and the latest scientific research, and is carefully fact-checked by a team of industry experts to ensure accuracy.
- All articles are edited and checked for factual accuracy by our Editorial Team prior to being published.
- Unless otherwise noted, all articles focusing on new research are based on studies published in peer-reviewed journals or issued from independent and respected medical associations, academic groups and governmental organizations.
- Each article includes a link or reference to the original source.
- Any known potential conflicts of interest associated with a study or source are made clear to the reader.
Please see our Editorial and Fact-Checking Policy for more detail.Editorial and Fact-Checking Policy
HealthDay Editorial Commitment
HeathDay is committed to maintaining the highest possible levels of impartial editorial standards in the content that we present on our website. All of our articles are chosen independent of any financial interests. Editors and writers make all efforts to clarify any financial ties behind the studies on which we report.
Editor's note: Mike Ashland loved running. But after he moved from the San Francisco Bay Area to Oregon, and began working on a home renovation with his partner, he found himself more and more exhausted. Medical tests revealed that without his knowledge, he had suffered a massive heart attack that destroyed nearly half of his heart muscle. Within a month, Ashland went from being a marathon runner to a critically ill heart patient. With no job and no health insurance, he found himself facing the most serious crisis of his life. Ashland chronicles his perilous journey in this blog.
I was told that heart failure was a wild ride. Up one day, down another. Today is my third day down after a weekend that seemed so hopeful. I'm still running a fever, and it's pretty much all I can do to get from one room to another.
Went to OHSU yesterday, and after four hours, two chest x-rays, seven vials of blood drawn from both arms, and an exam by my world-famous cardiologist, the best he could say is, "I think you've got some kind of bug." A bug. I was sent home to take Tylenol and get a lot of rest.
During the chest x-ray I recognized the technician -- the one who came out and held me up when I was too weak to stand one awful Friday in ICU -- and told him how much it meant for him to come out give me his strong arms when I needed it. He is a big, strong, incredibly tender and kind man. Just one more exquisitely human person on the OHSU team.
My chest pains are back with a fury. But I think they're muscle pains and not my heart. If I get too short of breath or feel that awful pressure on my chest I'll be quick to head to the hospital. It's just one of those life and death decisions you have to make almost every day. Is this my heart? Am I starting a heart attack? Is that a pain in my left arm, or a kink? How long should this hurt before I get scared? It's part of the ride.
I had to go to a Washington County office in Hillsboro Tuesday. While I was there, whatever is happening to my body hit me full force. When the woman I was meeting with left the room, I laid my head on the desk to rest. Afterwards, the half block walk to the jeep took me about 20 minutes. Like a movie scene where a destination that seemed so close begins to stretch away, the closer I got, the less I thought I could make it. It wasn't chest pain or pressure -- just exhaustion. So I've pretty much collapsed for the last three days. Tomorrow will be a better day.
This story may be outdated. We suggest some alternatives.
The content contained in this article is over two years old. As such our recommendation is that you reference the articles below for the latest updates on this topic. This article has been left on our site as a matter of historic record. Please contact us at firstname.lastname@example.org with any questions.