Here’s a story from a while ago. Yes, I’m recycling a blog post, but for a good reason.
A good reason that I’m not quite ready (still slightly traumatized, although I’m fine, everyone’s ok now…)
to tell the whole story just yet, so I may or may not try to explain another time.
For now, I’m just reminding you of the signs.
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So, know the signs. Pay attention to the signs. Don’t ignore the signs. Respond quickly to the signs.
Elizabeth Banks teamed up with Go Red For Women in this short film on women, motherhood and recognizing the signs of a heart attack. Just. In. Case. We’ve all had mornings like this… Know the signs.
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The phone rang.
It was a friend. But a busy, on the go friend, who is usually more likely to go for the quick text than an actual ‘stop and have a conversation’ phone call. Weird. But the conversation that came after my answering with a casual “Hey there” was even weirder.
First of all, there was a very unfamiliar panicked concern in her voice. It wasn’t right at all.
“Are you ok?” She asked me.
Yeah.
“Are you ok, really?!” She almost…almost sounded like she was ready to cry, which started to concern me.
I responded with a suspicious tone… Yeah. I have a little cold, but…
“Did anything bad happen today?!” I thought, well, clearly something bad has happened or you wouldn’t be calling me and asking me questions like this!
Ok, now you’re freaking me out.
“Oh my God. Ok. I’m calming down. Oh my God. Letting the cortisol come down a little….”
What in the world!? What is going on?!
“I just heard that you had had a heart attack on the soft ball field today!”
WHAT?! WHAT?! (I’m betting that I started to sound like that Mom over the phone on “A Christmas Story” … )
The conversation continued and I reassured her again and again that I was fine. Just sitting here, relaxing on the couch. No signs of a heart attack. I haven’t been to the softball fields today. I’m not sure where this is coming from. This is crazy, but I’m fine.
Fine. But now a little freaked out at just the thought that someone out there thinks I had a heart attack. That is crazy. Right?
Y was sitting right beside me and I was too shocked to keep the conversation from her as I probably should have done. So, I used this as an opportunity to talk about rumors and how rumors get started and how rumors can unintentionally hurt or scare people…yada yada yada, …. insert brilliant parenting moment here.
But in my head, I kept thinking…Heart Attack? Me? Who would think that I could have a heart attack? How many people out there think that I have had a heart attack? Am I going to have people showing up with flowers and offers of dinner? Do I need to post something to let everyone know I’m ok?
And then it moved on to things like: I can’t have a heart attack! I’m just 40! I’m a health coach! I eat well and play more and choose happy and all that jazz! Sure, I haven’t been to the gym everyday for a while, but life’s been busy and there’s been traveling and people have had colds and fevers and such…yada yada yada, insert other plausible excuses here.
A heart attack? Me?
It took all evening and three different phone calls from three different concerned, loving friends to finally track down the origin of this story. As it turns out, a good Momma was trying to let her husband know about A’s Mom, (who is 80+ years old and might have had a heart attack). But on a noisy softball field, he misunderstood and heard “Y’s Mom” and thought … well, Me. He was shocked and shared the news out of concern to the hubs of one of my good friends who in turn, called his wife and shared the news out of shock and concern. She called a friend to see what was happening, and that is when my phone rang and this whole crazy story began.
Of course, we were all concerned about A’s Mom and keeping her close in our prayers. But we were all relieved that I was fine and this was just a misunderstanding.
And while we laughed off the whole misunderstanding of it all, I think it messed with us all just a bit. And that is when I started noticing the signs. I swear, all evening long, even while the girl child was watching the Disney channel, every other commercial on TV was something related to heart attacks or heart disease. I’m not kidding. Then I started thinking about walking through the airport at O’Hare last week. There was a poster on the wall, that randomly caught my eye and made me stop to comment about how the ad was targeted to women.
Finally, this morning, I woke up and was having a little trouble going back to sleep. So, I checked my phone and found another sign: An advertisement about women and heart attacks.
Yeah, I think I’m supposed to share this story. Just in case. Just in case it helps one person.
More than 250,000 women in the U.S. die of a heart attack each year. Many don’t know the symptoms of a heart attack, which are often different for women compared to men, or how to prepare for them.
Warning Signs of a Suspected Heart Attack
- Chest pressure, tightness and heaviness
- Pain in shoulders, neck, jaw* or arms*
- Lightheadedness
- Paleness
- Faintness
- Sweating
- Nausea*
- Shortness of breath with or without chest pain*
- Extreme fatigue*
*More common in women
If you suspect you’re having a heart attack call 911 and crush or chew aspirin as directed by a doctor. Aspirin, when taken as directed by a doctor during a suspected heart attack and for 30 days thereafter, can reduce damage to the heart and reduce the risk of death by 23 percent.
Later, a friend shared that the she thought, “Crap. If Z has a heart attack, we are all screwed.” Which is funny, … but we know it happens. It has happened. So, take care of yourselves, people. Eat Well. Play More. Choose Happy.
For More Information: www.heart.org or IamProHeart