First: Thank you everyone for your well-wishes.
Second: apparently it’s not a heart attack. Her red blood cell count was so low (39 mmg, people die under 45 - apparently only dead people have hemo that low) that’s why she collapsed.
So the theories right now are leukaemia or something called “aortic stenosis”, which is a congenital birth defect that causes hypoxia and lowers oxygenated blood flow because the backflow valve in her heart doesn’t open properly. It would also explain why she had a heart attack at 40 (non smoker, non drinker, eats well, etc). Doctors could never explain the first one.
I’m obviously on team stenosis. If it’s leukaemia, I’m already registered in the Canadian bone marrow registry and they confirmed I’d be a viable donor if she needs it. But stenosis makes sense to me and since it’s congenital I might have it too - which would explain why I’m so pale and often tired for no reason (for years I thought I had anemia).
So she’s being tested. Is home and looks and sounds well - they gave her three units of blood via transfusions lol day yesterday and she looks hale to me. I’m sticking around Cambridge today to keep an eye on her and make her laugh, but I’m confident the doctor I spoke to is a good’un and will take care of her best she can. Thanks, Dr Takar, and the team at Cambridge health centre.
So now I just need to get out of Go Mode and lower my adrenaline levels to normal. The bus ride home should sort that out.
Mom and I are singing “Ho Hey” by the Lumineers and cleaning the house right now, and that’s fine, good, and joyful. Death won’t touch us. It may come, but it will not break us. Of all the things I love, singing with my mom has always been the first and best. She always resisted me on starting a family band, but she’s just jealous of my range, probably.