Before surviving a heart attack, I was what you might consider a model patient. I was always cooperative, deferential and polite with few if any health issues to worry my doctors. Physicians have the letters M.D. after their names, and know all about medicine. I had no reason to ever doubt them.
But all that pretty much changed forever after I was misdiagnosed with indigestion in the middle of a heart attack – despite presenting with textbook symptoms like chest pain, nausea, sweating and pain radiating down my left arm. Continue reading