By Russell Peterson | DayParentDad.com | August 6, 2014
In Minnesota at the age of 49 I had a heart attack. I was laying in my bed at home in the early evening watching the new video release of my daughter dancing. Thinking I was having an asthma attack, I started to drive myself to urgent care. Thankfully, I had a neighbor who is smarter than me and she drove me herself. I'm doubly thankful the medical team recognized I was having a coronary event and sent me to the hospital.
Many in my family have had such events, but I thought I had missed this demon and I would be the lucky one. Turns out, I probably am. I missed my girls dance show that weekend, but I survived a quadruple by pass and have been living relatively pain free for the past three years. I can do more than I was able before the heart attack and I have none of the asthmatic allergies I was diagnosed since childhood. Oops, apparently that misdiagnoses happens frequently.
Currently, I am participating in a clinical research study at the Lillehei Center at the University of Minnesota for a new drug that has the potential to save millions of lives by reducing cholesterol production through genetics. Just a regular guy trying to do my part.
I decided to add this blog to my website after following a number of heart attack survivor pages in various social media settings. It is clear to me that these stories, relationships, procedures, and technological advances involving the survival of a heart attack need to be told. I'm not foolish enough to think my blog will save anybody, but I do hope it will enlighten and perhaps inspire.