This is me, the guy who doesn’t have heart problems!

And my pulse oximeter.

The jagged line at the bottom of the screen is a very basic heart trace – all the peaks and troughs should be the same for a normal heart – mine, as you can see, isn’t normal. All 4 pics were taken in about 3 or 4 minutes – this is normal for me and, clearly, all is not well. And it feels much as it looks – as if I have a madly-flapping bird trapped in my chest!

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A little knowledge is dangerous…

Especially when it’s in the hands of a so-called expert who really isn’t.

As you might know by now, the person I’ve dubbed the Heart Failure Denial Nurse has announced to the world, based on no evidence whatsoever, that I do not have heart failure. I’m still awaiting, with bated breath, her idea of what, if not that, is actually killing me.

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Flatlining…

My heart frequently stops – pauses for a few seconds – then restarts with a hell of a bang, like being punched in the chest.

This has been going on for some 25 years. I was fitted with a 24-hour cardiac monitor in the eighties and, Sod’s Law, it didn’t happen once. It’s like that – some days it can happen every 15-20 minutes, others not at all, but it can pretty much guaranteed that when my breathing is bad, like today Continue reading