Yesterday, my daughter called my wife and I and said, you know I thought I'd let you know I had a little incident over the weekend. Okay, my heart is racing momma looks like worried like momma usually does. As I've said here before, my wife has had two lengthy procedures called catheter ablations for A-Fib. Well, my daughter had her first episode of A-Fib.
Here's where it gets a little strange, earlier in the week she and her hubby had gone out to dinner, it was raining when they got out of the car, he stepped in a rian filled pothole, fell down and broke his wrist. On first inspection, they thought it wasn't broke, but later after looking at the x-rays, he's going to have to have surgery very soon. What has that to do with my daughter's A-Fib episode? Because hubby hadn't been sleeping, and he was asleep, and she didn't want to disturb him. So, she got in the car with what would later be determined to be a heartbeat of in excess of 160bpm, and blood pressure twenty or thirty points over on both scales and drove herself to the hospital.
She found a parking place, not too hard by this time at 1:00 in the morning. They immediately went to work on her, knocking her out, and administering a cardioversion procedure on her. It was successful, and she immediately felt better. They would not discharge her on her own, so she finally called sleeping beauty and had him come to pick her up. When she managed to get discharged, naturally she drove her car home, and had hubby follow her.
I didn't want to upset her, but I did ask why she didn't call us, we would have been more than happy to have picked her up and taken her to the hospital. OR, called an ambulance! She has always since she was three years old been quite independent.
Here's where it gets a little strange, earlier in the week she and her hubby had gone out to dinner, it was raining when they got out of the car, he stepped in a rian filled pothole, fell down and broke his wrist. On first inspection, they thought it wasn't broke, but later after looking at the x-rays, he's going to have to have surgery very soon. What has that to do with my daughter's A-Fib episode? Because hubby hadn't been sleeping, and he was asleep, and she didn't want to disturb him. So, she got in the car with what would later be determined to be a heartbeat of in excess of 160bpm, and blood pressure twenty or thirty points over on both scales and drove herself to the hospital.
She found a parking place, not too hard by this time at 1:00 in the morning. They immediately went to work on her, knocking her out, and administering a cardioversion procedure on her. It was successful, and she immediately felt better. They would not discharge her on her own, so she finally called sleeping beauty and had him come to pick her up. When she managed to get discharged, naturally she drove her car home, and had hubby follow her.
I didn't want to upset her, but I did ask why she didn't call us, we would have been more than happy to have picked her up and taken her to the hospital. OR, called an ambulance! She has always since she was three years old been quite independent.