The second day at the hospital, they revised the diagnosis to three carotid artery dissections. Their location leading to my brain means I’ll need ongoing monitoring and treatment for the rest of my life. They told me I’d spend the night to make sure there were no strokes and then I could leave the next day.
My nurse came running into my room. I was sitting on my bed eating a cucumber slice. She explained that my heart had stopped and was now racing.
Several doctors asked what I'd done to cause the first cardiac event. I had been eating a cucumber slice. It is safe to say it was not an exciting activity.
The good news was my tests showed I didn’t have a stroke. The bad news was I had four cardiac events over the course of day two. This meant more specialists and more tests.