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The Day My Dog Saved My Life
MATTHEW CHURCH | FEBRUARY 27TH, 2017
Here’s how a series of fortunate events helped Matthew Church live to tell the tale of his heart attack.
About 11:40 pm, a few weeks before Christmas, I was standing in our living room in downtown Toronto. Just back from my semi-regular two-hour evening bike ride, I was complaining to my wife that my shoulders and elbows were aching, and that was odd because it was usually my wrists that hurt post-ride. Patricia said something like, “That’s angina until proven otherwise” and that I must arrange to see our family doctor.
Typically, I pooh-poohed her concern. She gave me a couple of ASA, instead of the usual painkiller, for its clot-busting properties. I claimed the pain was all gone but took them anyway before heading up to our third floor to watch the day’s sports recap.
With this modest bit of advice, my wife, a psychiatrist, initiated a cascading series of crucial medical interventions that over the next two hours would save my life – and ensure that I would have a life worth saving.
I have no memory of any of it.
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