We tend to go about our lives day by day never realizing that things do change whether we are aware of them or not.
I'd gotten sick on July10, 3 hours of going both ends, head sweats like someone tossed a bucket over me and I thought it was a food issue. That I'd eaten something bad and I treated it as such. I was putting a few ounces of gatorade in me for 24 hours and then a little yogurt and for three days I started to get a little better but never came back to normal and then on the 6th day it started again and the light bulb went off and I knew it wasn't food.
I sufferred through the night and called the Dr in the am.
They said come up at 11am but the nurse called back 10 mins later and said "Dave, I'm worried. Go right to the hospital."
This was maybe 8:30am but I was so weak it took me till 1:45PM to get dressed and leave for the 6 mile drive to the hospital.
On the way there I could see my vision narrowing and I'd read about that happenning during heart attacks but I had no chest pain and really didn't know what was happenning to me.
I got there, walked in to the hospital in 98F heat wondering if I could make the 150ft walk. When I got inside the emergency room was empty and they took me right in. A triage nurse checked my blood sugar first and it was 522 and app 100 is normal. The older nurse 3 ft away heard 522 and went into what I could only describe as a practiced alert, must've pressed a button and called a "code" because she grabbed me and put me into a room 6ft away people were coming in behind her in a line. First was a EKG then when they saw that I was getting almost no blood flow through my heart immediately ran some sort of catheter up into my heart to see how bad the blockages were.
All four arteries were 60-90% clogged and I heard one Dr say "He needs a quadruple bypass" and then another say "He won't survive the surgery" as my vital signs were so low.
Now Southern NH Medical Center is a good hospital but not what you'd describe as a "high end" hospital and they packed me up like a mummy, stuffed me into a ambulance and app 14 mins later that driver who I think was doing over 90MPH in that 6 ton ambulance had driven app 30 miles to the Lehey Clinic in Burlington,Mass. Literally the second the ambulance stopped the doors opened and 4 guys grabbed not the gurney I was on but me and the sheets I was wrapped in and almost ran me into a operating room.
I remember the Dr leaning over my face saying "Mr. Hunt, you are very sick but you have the best people in New England here to help you"
Next was three and a half hours and then he came back and said "Things went better than expected but the next 8 hours I will be with you to keep an eye on you" and he stayed beside me that entire night.He'd put 5 stents in my heart arteries to open them back up and told me my blood flow was app 60 times what it was when I'd arrived. That I had damaged the heart muscle BUT it did sometimes have the ability to somewhat repair itself but that would take at least 3 months. What followed was 4 days in the CICU with a ballon pump in my heart to take the load down to app 20% and then 4 more days on the regular cardiac ward. They released me on Wednesday July 24.
Now I am not generally what one would call an emotional person but many times during this I've found myself in tears thinking of the concern and care over 100 people showed me that day.In this cold cutthroat world we live in where we harden ourselves to strangers these people gave me the best they had.
I've now been home for two weeks and slowly getting my strength back like 1-3% daily.
Life has changed, diet more than I could write here is totally upside down for this guy who always ate what he wanted and could put a huge dent in a side of beef on many occasions..:D
Then as word spread the huge outpouring I saw from family,friends and all those I know at Xtreme Systems forum. The stories I could tell you. My sister who came and stayed for 10 days making sure I ate the right food, using her excellent cooking skills to serve interesting,tasty BUT the right food for me.My friend Earl who unasked went and got my car and clothes from the first hospital and had to have his brother in law, a police chief to call the hospital so they would give him my belongings. Of him cleaning my car just to make sure everything was just right when I got home.My cousin Jay who owns his own company and put his life on hold to do everything he could to help.So much more I could write. Phone calls from all over the world from people I just know from XS. It really does touch you deep inside.

Now I've been home for a couple weeks and antsy as they say and bored.
Today I got an email from a friend asking me if I'd like to test 2 new 10 core Ivy Bridge Xeons and my reply was " I may not be able to carry 75lbs right now but I darned well can install 2 cpu's!
Very soon I'll show some numbers that should really amaze all of us.
Thanks for your time as I know this was long but thats me and I never learned to write in short bursts.