Lois Trader
Supposedly 500,000 women die a year from heart disease...
I read it once, but didn’t believe it.
Then I died on June 6, 2003.
With radiating pain in my upper back, I went to the emergency room. My intuition told me something very unusual was happening. Abnormal EKG's, nitroglycerin administered under my tongue, a lot of blood drawn, tears running down my face, it didn't seem good. About two hours later a cardiologist opened the curtain separating me from the man getting stitches, "You're young and a woman, probably indigestion; you’ll rest better at home." With that I was discharged. A few hours later at home I had a massive coronary and died.
It wasn’t indigestion.
I have missed a lot since then...
- My oldest daughter and her husband had a baby boy, two years later they had a baby girl. I had always planned on being a cool grandma.
- My other two daughters graduated college. One got married.
- My brother committed suicide when his daughter was a baby, and we lost touch with her mother. My mom was reunited with my oldest brother’s daughter, after thirty years. A miracle I had dreamed of most of my life.
- Threading is more popular than waxing or plucking your eyebrows. I never enjoyed having my eyebrows waxed.
- I missed my anniversary – 26 years of marriage.
- Three reminder cards came in the mail to have a mammogram. The Women’s Breast Cancer center wasn’t notified.
- Oprah ran a special on women’s heart disease in 2005. I liked Oprah, I would have missed it, I worked full time.
Real version: Barely conscious I was taken to emergency room the next day.
I needed surgery. I have been given another chance at life.
I wrote a book:
Lady in the Red Dress:
A personal story of a woman with heart disease
I am your sister, your mother, your neighbor, the lady you see panting on the treadmill, and yes that is me you see grocery shopping on Saturday morning.
I am Lois Trader, a woman living with heart disease. I care that I was hours away from being one of the 500,000. I have a story to tell.
MOST REQUESTED TOPICS:
Making Positive Decisions While Our Hearts Are Mending
Women's Heart Disease
Beyond Surviving: A Three Step Program for Achieving Personal Wellness in a Culture of Stress
Supposedly 500,000 women die a year from heart disease...
I read it once, but didn’t believe it.
Then I died on June 6, 2003.
With radiating pain in my upper back, I went to the emergency room. My intuition told me something very unusual was happening. Abnormal EKG's, nitroglycerin administered under my tongue, a lot of blood drawn, tears running down my face, it didn't seem good. About two hours later a cardiologist opened the curtain separating me from the man getting stitches, "You're young and a woman, probably indigestion; you’ll rest better at home." With that I was discharged. A few hours later at home I had a massive coronary and died.
It wasn’t indigestion.
I have missed a lot since then...
- My oldest daughter and her husband had a baby boy, two years later they had a baby girl. I had always planned on being a cool grandma.
- My other two daughters graduated college. One got married.
- My brother committed suicide when his daughter was a baby, and we lost touch with her mother. My mom was reunited with my oldest brother’s daughter, after thirty years. A miracle I had dreamed of most of my life.
- Threading is more popular than waxing or plucking your eyebrows. I never enjoyed having my eyebrows waxed.
- I missed my anniversary – 26 years of marriage.
- Three reminder cards came in the mail to have a mammogram. The Women’s Breast Cancer center wasn’t notified.
- Oprah ran a special on women’s heart disease in 2005. I liked Oprah, I would have missed it, I worked full time.
Real version: Barely conscious I was taken to emergency room the next day.
I needed surgery. I have been given another chance at life.
I wrote a book:
Lady in the Red Dress:
A personal story of a woman with heart disease
I am your sister, your mother, your neighbor, the lady you see panting on the treadmill, and yes that is me you see grocery shopping on Saturday morning.
I am Lois Trader, a woman living with heart disease. I care that I was hours away from being one of the 500,000. I have a story to tell.
MOST REQUESTED TOPICS:
Making Positive Decisions While Our Hearts Are Mending
Women's Heart Disease
Beyond Surviving: A Three Step Program for Achieving Personal Wellness in a Culture of Stress
