Dad quietly left us three days after the misdiagnosis by a quack doctor in the United States... It was all so sudden that I still fantasized about my dad's recovery after calling 911. Unexpectedly, Dad hurried away without leaving a word.
On April 24, Dad said that he had stomach pain in the middle of the night (later I found out that it might be chest pain, a precursor to myocardial infarction). We didn't take it to heart, thinking it was a bit of a stomach upset. But for two days in a row my father had a bad appetite and was exhausted. I made an appointment with the family doctor on the 26th. American doctors are not easy to make appointments, and some appointments take several weeks, but this Chinese doctor can sometimes make appointments on the same day or the next day.
Dad was in good spirits on the day of the doctor's visit. At first, he insisted that he was much better, and he didn't need to see a doctor. At our insistence, he went to see it with us. He described the symptoms to the doctor himself, emphasizing that it was stomach pain. The doctor asked for a long time and thought it was a problem of excessive stomach acid. Dad's blood pressure is only 90/60. The doctor thinks it may be because he has no appetite and eats less these days. Because there is no history of heart disease, doctors completely ignore heart problems. So the doctor suggested to buy some drugs to suppress stomach acid.
A few days after I came back, my father's appetite improved a little, but he still didn't eat much. He would eat less and more meals, sometimes saying that he was hungry in the middle of the night, so he also got up to eat some snacks. We thought Dad was getting better. On the evening of the 29th, the whole family was active upstairs, and Dad was resting downstairs alone. Dad was still posting pictures of his two grandchildren on WeChat at around 6:00. Unexpectedly, when Mom called him to dinner at 7:30, he found Dad lying on the bed, his lips were black, and he had no breathing or pulse. I panicked and called 911, the operator taught us CPR, and the 911 arrived in less than two minutes, but it was too late. The medical staff rescued for half an hour and declared it invalid. I still haven't reacted so far, I always feel that Dad is playing a joke on us, and I will wake up later. It wasn't until the coroner said Dad was going to be taken away for an autopsy that I realized I would never see him again...
In the next few days, my mother and I were very confused. On the one hand, we learned about the cause of death and took care of the aftermath. On the other hand, we talked to relatives in China. The conclusion of the autopsy was a possible myocardial infarction, because Mom didn't want Dad to suffer again and asked for no autopsy, and they didn't have a 100% sure reason. But sudden death seems to be mainly two possibilities, myocardial infarction and cerebral infarction. From the previous symptoms, the possibility of myocardial infarction is very high. Stomach pain misdiagnosed by family doctors is likely to be chest pain, a precursor to myocardial infarction. Cardiovascular may become more and more clogged in the following days, leading to eventual tragedy. Mom has been trapped in deep self-blame, thinking that she didn't go to see Dad in time, and she didn't take Dad to see a doctor in time to be hospitalized. I also feel like I should be able to do more without doing it.
I didn't know anything about heart disease before. My relatives believed that chest pain in the elderly should be suspected of cardiovascular problems. Family doctors should not ignore such obvious symptoms. This has brought my trust in American doctors to rock bottom.
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