Mrs. Miller's Battle: Heart and Hope

Never thought I would be in this health situation, but here I am. On April 7th, 2025, chest pains woke me up. I thought it was gas because I could feel the pain moving from the back of my neck to my chest. So I took some pesto and went back to sleep; that was around 1:30 am. Pain woke me up again, so I followed the same thing I did earlier and went back to sleep. The third time pain hit me out of my sleep, this time I began praying, a lil shook but I'm praying. This time I didn't go back to sleep; I just stayed awake. So I'm up but I'm not feeling right. I was exhausted from doing nothing. I would lay down and get back up. I had a doctor appointment with the orthopedic about my knee. I was dragging, but I promised God if I could get to my knee appointment, I was gonna go across the way to the ER. Finished up my appointment and went straight to the ER. Checked in, they immediately saw me and did an EKG; they didn't see anything. So I'm sitting and waiting. So everybody knows the process of Nash ER (if you live in RKY, MT). My family showed up, so they needed blood, took my blood, and I went back to the waiting area. But I wasn't out there long; a nurse at high speed called my name. "Come sweetheart, have a seat and let's go." She rolled me into the room, one nurse on my right arm, one on my left. And I'm scared now, what's going on? The doctor came in, "Mrs. Miller, what did you come in for?" I said chest pains, thinking I was gonna have a heart attack. "Well, you are." The first thing out of my mouth was, "Am I gonna die?" and the thought of leaving my sons and my grands crushed me. Everything was going through my brain; I was crying, panicking, tears just streaming. Scared, didn't know what to think. IVs in both arms, aggressive meds, blood thinners. Every medical stat you can have, mine was elevated. Never took insulin, now I'm on 3, blood thinners, heart meds. This is actually my life. I couldn't shake it. This is something that's not gonna just go away; I have to fight for my life. Then the reality of bills, no way to pay them. Short-term disability gone. Out of work till August 6th, no income, 36 sessions of cardio rehab to strengthen my heart. Life never ever stops; you may stop, but not life. Trying not to stress, a lil ashamed to have to ask anybody for anything. But sometimes life puts you in a position that you have to humble yourself. So here I am, humble as can be. If you find it in your heart to donate anything till I can get back to work, it's gladly appreciated. And please share!