I was wondering whether or not to mention on this thread an episode I had yesterday, as it seems to tie in with problems others have or have had.
Yesterday at about 2pm, Marge and I were walking along the main street in Bakewell when things just ‘faded out’ and I woke up flat on my back on the pavement. Apparently, I was speaking in a garbling fashion to Marge, but slowly came round. I had been lying there unconscious for about 30 seconds and remember nothing about the episode.
One thing which impressed me, and restored my faith in human nature, was that apparently people nearby stopped and came to offer their help; even some shopkeepers came out to help, some with glasses of water. Even a woman sitting with her baby on her lap stood up and asked Marge if I’d like her seat. One person asked whether he should call an ambulance, so I suppose my collapse must have looked rather worrying. One lady from an estate agent’s insisted that I come in and sit down inside, out of the sun, and brought me a glass of water. People really couldn’t have been kinder and more helpful.
I must admit that I am often the most ready on here to criticise people, but I’ve learnt to change my attitude completely now. I’m going to become a nicer person!
When we got home, I telephoned the GP for advice. I was fully expecting the usual ‘the surgery is closed’ or ‘you are 53rd in the queue’, etc. (I exaggerate!) But no, I got through quite quickly and explained things to the receptionist, also informing her that I had tested my blood glucose (8.5), heart rate (54) and blood pressure (149/75 reducing to 130/67).
Again, I was expecting her to tell me to go to A&E or to call again for an appointment, or some such, but no, I had been very lucky to get a receptionist who recognised a potentially serious condition. She had a word with one of the GPs who called me back shortly afterward, confirmed the information I had given them and asked some more questions. He arranged for me to come in on 22nd July for blood tests and ECG, explaining that he thinks it likely to be some form of cardiac problem.
Naturally, Marge and I have been looking up information about cardiac pacemakers and, to be honest, it sounds quite probable that I shall have to have one myself. I do occasionally feel a little faint and, of course, I did have some sort of fit and loss of consciousness for a few seconds back in January whilst sitting at home on my computer. In addition, my heart rate (resting) is usually in the 50s, as low as 52 at the moment.
I see that Ted has one and that OGF might need one as well. I’ll probably find myself joining the happy throng!
I’d just like to repeat that I have had my opinions of human nature changed for the better by both the very helpful and concerned people who witnessed my collapse and also the receptionist and GP who dealt with the problem very efficiently.
I hope that this has made me a better person.
Sorry to drone on for so long.