Well I am sitting here with here with tears in my eyes that I do not seem to be able to control because of everyones kindnness.I feel so special. Maybe it is because there is so much information for me to digest and it is hard.So here goes, I woke up at 2 AM with someone pressing a hand to my chest that was unbelievably painful. It passed in a minute and I went back to sleep. I let it happen 5 more times and at 5 AM called a friend and asked to go the hospital. Then I took a shower, Got to Mather and had another attack. They said it was a heart attack and got an ambulance because now time was a big problem to take me to Stony Brook where they operated immediately.I made so many stupid mistakes like waiting, i could have died because the window of help was closing as I hesitated going to the hospital.Also only go to Strony Brook as no other hospital can handle theses occurences, lacking the needed operating facilites. Men are notorious for waiting. The rest of my story got into my favor, I could have gone home in 5 days because of the conditioning putting me back together so fast.I was doing laps in the hall. John Shea said it was like coming to see the mayor,people would say ,"so Steve, have you gone yet.? {The bathrooM that is.}So I guess I will get on my high horse and say do not ever have a heart attack. It really stinks.Mine was also partailly due to my eating habits in years past. I will drive in about 4 weeks and I guess bike then as well.
Because my chest was opened they do not the the steering wheel to be a projectile in case of an accident.One last comment, sometimes I get so tried and it is a weird tired. I took a shower this morning and could not lift my arms or my legs,I knelt down and said, "now what."I ended up on the couch soak and wet just waiting to recover.Then the rest of the day was fine.Thank you so much for allowing me to be a member of this special society.My last days nurse got a bike from the garbage and said how he has heard stories of people spending as much as $700 for a bike.I looked at Harriet and just could not say anything, am I finally becoming humble.....maybe a new Serrota ti will get me back to being completely self involved. Thanks, Steve