Re: Please, let us not forget...
I have witnessed each of 2 siblings suffer and die and a third sibling have a massive thyroid storm and stroke and almost die; She got a heart transplant but was pretty lucky - listed and was called in 2 months. My mother died just last year of HCM as I watched her for a month slowly stop being able to speak, drink, and move. In her last month, she was brought to the emergency room the same day I found out that I will need a transplant one day and that I had HCM as well. My great sadness for their loss, even though I contended with survivor's guilt for a long time, now makes me appreciate life more and want to fight to see my son grow up.
Now, I get to witness my self go down the same road as the others before me as well as to discover the drugs were too strong for our presentation of HCM. I went into diastolic and systolic heart failure only 6 months after being prescribed 40 mg of a betablocker; Now, only a year and half after my diagnosis, I'm only taking 1.5 mg. of a betablocker because my blood pressure will crash and I'll be stuck on the couch. My eldest sister won't take any drugs after since learning what happened to me - she was just diagnosed last year through a genetic test. She is symptomatic but not experiencing loss of function.
Ironically, my mother once said in her middle age, maybe I fared better because I started on drugs later. My brother died as well at 34 years old from HF and pulmonary edema after taking 100 mg of a betablocker since he was 17 years old (diagnosed after a syncopy episode). My sisters took ace inhibitors. One doctor commented that we give betablockers to tame a strong heart but in your family, we are taming a heart that's already weak to begin with. It's unfortunate that it took five of us to go down the road of chronic heart failure to discover this, but not too late for my eldest sister, who always thought her symptoms was asthma, but never took drugs and so far has fared like my mother. I am hopeful for her. LJ
I have witnessed each of 2 siblings suffer and die and a third sibling have a massive thyroid storm and stroke and almost die; She got a heart transplant but was pretty lucky - listed and was called in 2 months. My mother died just last year of HCM as I watched her for a month slowly stop being able to speak, drink, and move. In her last month, she was brought to the emergency room the same day I found out that I will need a transplant one day and that I had HCM as well. My great sadness for their loss, even though I contended with survivor's guilt for a long time, now makes me appreciate life more and want to fight to see my son grow up.
Now, I get to witness my self go down the same road as the others before me as well as to discover the drugs were too strong for our presentation of HCM. I went into diastolic and systolic heart failure only 6 months after being prescribed 40 mg of a betablocker; Now, only a year and half after my diagnosis, I'm only taking 1.5 mg. of a betablocker because my blood pressure will crash and I'll be stuck on the couch. My eldest sister won't take any drugs after since learning what happened to me - she was just diagnosed last year through a genetic test. She is symptomatic but not experiencing loss of function.
Ironically, my mother once said in her middle age, maybe I fared better because I started on drugs later. My brother died as well at 34 years old from HF and pulmonary edema after taking 100 mg of a betablocker since he was 17 years old (diagnosed after a syncopy episode). My sisters took ace inhibitors. One doctor commented that we give betablockers to tame a strong heart but in your family, we are taming a heart that's already weak to begin with. It's unfortunate that it took five of us to go down the road of chronic heart failure to discover this, but not too late for my eldest sister, who always thought her symptoms was asthma, but never took drugs and so far has fared like my mother. I am hopeful for her. LJ
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