Posted on Jun 21 2014 12:42 AM
I got out of the hospital Thursday afternoon, with a fantasy in my head: about jumping on a plane Thursday night, and surprise everyone after Lorenzo (and I) announced I would be unable to be at the Surfer Joe 2014 Summer Festival. Know this: it really is very tough for me to move past the fact that I could not attend this year. But as Lorenzo said to me, 'your health comes first. There's always next year'. He was absolutely right.
Long story short, I went to a doctor I use b/c I have been unable to fully shake this asthmatic bronchitis since the Winter. So I went for a chest check-up (did X rays recently), and to have blood taken. Results from the blood samples would come back the next day, and I'd be advised as to what's going on w/ my health, and whether I could fly out to Pisa. The doctor is listening to my chest with his stethoscope and suddenly I see 'panic' in his face. i asked him what's wrong. He said my heartbeat is 'all over the place!'. My 'heart rate' should be at at 60 beats a minute. Mine was at 140-150! and my Blood Pressure was nutzoid as well! He took an EKG, and determined that I have what's called A-FIB, short for Atrial Fibrillation.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atrial_fibrillation
He sent me to a cardiologist, who made the same determination. He said "we need to put you in the hospital for a couple of days, to run tests on me, keep a close eye on me", etc. I asked when I should go to the Emergency Room? He said "NOW!". But I went home to tie up some loose ends, speak with my boss, cancel my flights, etc.
A friend of mine had asked me, 'would you rather feel like shit in New York, or in Livorno??'. That made total sense to me. But somehow I didn't 'put it off' until I got back to NYC. I was told if I got on the plane without dealing with the A-Fib, then WITHOUT FAIL I would have had either a STROKE or a HEART ATTACK (or both!) somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean, and it could have been fatal! A very close call!
In the hospital they got the beat rate down to about 100, but needed to get it lower. I went under anesthesia, and they sent a camera down my throat to check out my heart close up, looking for evidence of a clot -- which is the precursor to a stroke. You should have seen the size of the 'snake' and camera -- imagine cutting a car steering wheel, and stretching it out. The camera wire was that thick! They also did what's called a 'cardioversion', which essentially is a shock treatment to get my heart rate back to a normal rhythm. Long story short, it worked! More about the electric shock treatment: http://www.webmd.boots.com/heart-disease/atrial-fibrillation-electric-shock-treatment-cardioversion
I am one lucky, blessed boy
I am so upset I cannot be in Livorno (I've been there every year since 2008); but when I weigh that against the fact that I was 'this close to dying on a jet airliner' -- well, you know what I mean .... next year, I hope? And I don't forget 2011 where I learned, the hard way, that I had diabetes type 2, when my ('Frankenstein') Foot blew up to what looked like a big pigeon! And also long story short, if I didn't self-medicate for 3 days before I went back to NYC, I am told by several medical people that when the plane landed @ JFK, they would have found me in my seat -- as a corpse!! Dying from 'septic shock'. That makes it two times that I was deeply involved in the process of saving my life! 2 very close calls!
Enjoy an unsteady "surf's up!" picture I posted in Facebook from the hospital.
Thanks Lorenzo, Luca and all my Friends and surf music fans for all the love, and genuine concern for me and my health.
I am blessed, no doubt about it. Interesting that these two scary life-threatening moments were both related to Livorno/Pisa!!
GRAZIE!
UNSTEADY FREDDIE
P.S. -- WISHING EVERYONE A WONDERFUL TIME, AND FOR A SUCCESSFUL 'FESTIVAL'. TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF SUMMER BY THE WAY. SO Y'ALL .. HAVE A FABULOSO SUMMER!!
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Last edited: Jun 21, 2014 00:45:18