My heart attack
Scott K. Fish, Special to the Piscataquis Observer • May 10, 2019
To park on the street I turned my car steering wheel right and felt a new chest pain. “Heart,” was my first instinct. But, since I have never had heart problems, I considered other possibilities like indigestion.
By nightfall my chest pain subsided or stopped. I slept until 4:01 AM when my chest hurt again. I went downstairs, showered, dried myself and sat on our couch.
The chest pain remained.
I awakened Eileen who was an Emergency Medical Technician (EMT). Eileen suspected I was having a heart attack. She checked my vitals and called the volunteer Turner Maine Fire Department Rescue.
I washed down two chewed aspirin with water. Then a pair of Turner Rescue Paramedics were escorting me from living room to ambulance. I laid back on a gurney/stretcher. They wired me to an EKG machine, inserting an IV in my right arm. One Paramedic radioed Central Maine Medical Center’s Emergency Room with information needed for my arrival.
Then we hit the road, Eileen following in her Honda.