Healing my heart after living with IST
On my last day of post-surgical cardiac rehabilitation in Dec. 2021, I sat outside the hospital in my car and cried. Just seven months earlier, I had swallowed a handful of medication in a desperate attempt to get relief from an illness that doctors had struggled to diagnose since I was a little girl. Fortunately, my husband found me unconscious, and I woke up three days later in the intensive care unit happy to be alive. I spent the next seven days in intensive care and three more on the cardiac floor before returning home to Bald Knob, Arkansas to face an uncertain future.
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