Thursday, September 1, 2022

In the emergency room in the hospital I knew I likely was dying:

 Or maybe better said I knew that there was a 10% to 20% chance that the doctors and nurses in this hospital wouldn't be able to save my life. But, I didn't tell my wife this as I didn't want to scare her. Because I wouldn't have gone to the hospital unless there wasn't any other useful alternative last Monday.

IN the emergency room the emergency room doctors did a cardioversion on me using electrical defibrillator paddles after giving me a versed drip so I wouldn't remember the event because it is like being tasered unconscious by a taser gun. And it's better if I'm not permanently psychologically damaged by these memories from a doctors point of view.

So, I walked in Monday morning knowing I might be dying soon and then walked out of the hospital Wednesday afternoon after being shocked and allowed to recover and being given the right medicines where I wouldn't or wouldn't be likely to start having atrial fibrillation again.

Ongoing atrial fibrillation with no stop for weeks or months is almost always fatal because it damages your heart and all your organs until they start failing one by one.

So, by the emergency room doctors and nurses stopping this process they had saved my life for now.

By God's Grace


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