Island visitor is thankful for the lifesaving care he received in Belize
On December 4th we were at this beautiful place for dinner with a private table right on the beach in San Pedro, Belize to celebrate our cousin, Elana’s birthday. The setting was perfect. Our own private table away from everything and just a few steps from the water. We ordered appetizers and drinks then Elana reminded us we had been here 10 years before for her wedding to Howard.
I started to feel sick. There was internal heat washing over me and my heart started to race. I was nauseous, dizzy, my heart was pounding hard and things just did not feel right. Pris walked me the 100 feet back to the building to use the bathroom. We slowly returned, Pris holding my arm. I tried to relax on the chaise lounge but there was too much adrenaline being pushed into my system. Later, the doctor explained this is the body’s way of warning you to do something.
We rushed in our golf cart – what everyone drives on the island. Elana raced at our peak speed of 25 mph over the speed bumps and around the corners – to the one clinic with the one doctor on the island. Once in the single clinic room, I was connected to monitors. Doctor Dani started an IV, did blood work, and examined me. It felt like a long time. We arrived just before 6 pm. I looked at the clock and it read 9:59 pm. At that moment, I panicked because I knew I was having a heart attack, I just knew it. Why had it taken so long to do anything? Were they not acting because I wasn’t going to make it? I called for Pris, “my wife, where’s my wife” and she squeezed my hand and said, “I’m right here.” “Am I dying,” I asked? She answered no but I could tell behind that strength that she always has, there was some fear in her response. Click here to read the rest of the article in the San Pedro Sun