My world crumbled on Wednesday, 5 June 2013. A relatively routine procedure (angiogram)
turned fatal for my husband of almost 20 years!
My husband complained of chest pains possibly a couple of weeks prior to
his demise on Friday, 7 June 2013.
I still can’t believe that a relatively routine
procedure turned fatal. Yes, the cardiologist did tell us that it is a
low risk procedure with 1% risk. 1% risk
means for every 100 patients, 99 of them will go through this procedure without
any issues and 1 patient is expected to encounter some issues. Why does it have to be him? Why am I so unfortunate? People tell me that it is fate. Yes, everything can be considered fate. Some say those whom God loves, die young! Whichever way, I’ve lost my soul mate! If only I can turn back clock!
I don’t think he has any idea that the lunch I had with him was
the last lunch. No one could! If he knew, I doubt we would have gone ahead
with the procedure at all as we were totally unprepared! We had an early lunch possibly around 11:20
am thereabouts. His last meal was the Indian
Muslim food from the hospital!
About 2 hours after lunch, he complained of severe chest pains. I called the nurse and then the nurse asked
him to describe the level of pain on a scale of 1 – 10. He said 10!
The nurse then asked me to leave the room and she got the doctors into
the room. That was about the last time I
saw him alive!
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