Farq!! I nearly died!

[Biff]

No seriously.

So there I was walking the streets of Singapore - killing time until my flight home, and I suddenly came over all dizzy, So I quickly sit down on a nearby wall, my heart feeling all ‘fluttery’. I'd felt like this for a couple of days, on and off, while in Delhi. I put it down to heat(40 degrees +)/stress or somefink. Anyhoo - I get myself together and decided to make my way back to the airport. I go through immigration, head up the sexcalator, and come over all dizzy again, so I try and crouch down coz I just knew I was on my way out, somewhere, and didn't fancy an uncontrolled face plant into the floor. The next thing I remember is lying on a bed in some sort of medical centre, all wired up to a machine that's supposed to go, "bing", but was actually going, "bing.......bing,bing,bing....bing...bingbing..".

"Don't worry sir, an ambulance is on its way", says a Dr (I think).
$250 later (I shit you not, I had to pay for the private ambo in advance!), and I'm taken to the intensive care unit of the local hospitable. I was drifting in and out of consciousness at this point but vaguely recall a SWAT team of medics at the yocal ICU pumping me with drugs. Surreal as hell twas.

My ticker was in spasm (AF for you medicy types) apparently, and it wouldn't calm down. So some knock out juice was injected into a contraption on my hand, then just before I entered the land of nod I'm hit with an electric shock across my chest.

Farrrrrrqqqq!!

I woke up sometime later all wired up, and out of my skull on something, and the medic team telling me I'm ok, I'm out of danger, but that I nearly died. Now that's a line I bet few of us have had said to us by hemedicaly type persona.

I'm home now. I've told the missis the whole story, without editing out the scary bits. And I've got a shit loads of pills to keep me going.

Apparently I've got a heart virus. Fingers crossed the drugs work. They appear to be anyway. I'm tired, but apart from that all's good. Local hostiple (as pronounced by Molly aged 4) says I'm ok to be home.

Despite the fact I keep telling my missis that I could die at any time, she still wont allow a man his last request, a three some with my wife, myself and Charlie from High 5.

It’s a funny ole world.

[Da Bird]

No seriously.

So there I was walking the streets of Singapore - killing time until my flight home, and I suddenly came over all dizzy, So I quickly sit down on a nearby wall, my heart feeling all ‘fluttery’. I'd felt like this for a couple of days, on and off, while in Delhi. I put it down to heat(40 degrees +)/stress or somefink. Anyhoo - I get myself together and decided to make my way back to the airport. I go through immigration, head up the sexcalator, and come over all dizzy again, so I try and crouch down coz I just knew I was on my way out, somewhere, and didn't fancy an uncontrolled face plant into the floor. The next thing I remember is lying on a bed in some sort of medical centre, all wired up to a machine that's supposed to go, "bing", but was actually going, "bing.......bing,bing,bing....bing...bingbing..".

"Don't worry sir, an ambulance is on its way", says a Dr (I think).
$250 later (I shit you not, I had to pay for the private ambo in advance!), and I'm taken to the intensive care unit of the local hospitable. I was drifting in and out of consciousness at this point but vaguely recall a SWAT team of medics at the yocal ICU pumping me with drugs. Surreal as hell twas.

My ticker was in spasm (AF for you medicy types) apparently, and it wouldn't calm down. So some knock out juice was injected into a contraption on my hand, then just before I entered the land of nod I'm hit with an electric shock across my chest.

Farrrrrrqqqq!!

I woke up sometime later all wired up, and out of my skull on something, and the medic team telling me I'm ok, I'm out of danger, but that I nearly died. Now that's a line I bet few of us have had said to us by hemedicaly type persona.

I'm home now. I've told the missis the whole story, without editing out the scary bits. And I've got a shit loads of pills to keep me going.

Apparently I've got a heart virus. Fingers crossed the drugs work. They appear to be anyway. I'm tired, but apart from that all's good. Local hostiple (as pronounced by Molly aged 4) says I'm ok to be home.

Despite the fact I keep telling my missis that I could die at any time, she still wont allow a man his last request, a three some with my wife, myself and Charlie from High 5.

It’s a funny ole world.

Glad to hear you are ok! I was in Bangalore and Goa (and Singapore) only a couple of weeks ago and didn't have any injections before I went... hoped like hell I didn't pick anything up. All I can say is at least you were in Singapore when you took ill.

Hope you make a full recovery.

BC.

[scumdog]

I knew there was a downside to all that travel!!
BTW this is not as a result of that experience with the lady in the lift that you DIDN'T have???

And oh yeah, get better soon - don't die before I've had a chance to have a brew with ya!!

[dangerous]

Biff, stop smoking that shit and the dreams will stop.
Also, when I got ya txt re you in intensive cear... I figgered you had been perving and chatting the locals up again in hotel lifts, hence why I txted back 'stop perving and ya eyes will pop back in and your permanent roger will go down'

Glad ya back home fuk that shit when ya so far from home see ya soon.

[DemonWolf]

Glad to hear ya made it through... must have been a scary experience!

[James Deuce]

Wondered why you'd gone quiet you Welsh Git.

Take care and next time try to have a Whitworth heart attack. I've got some sockets and wrenches you can borrow.

[Mrs Busa Pete]

Glad your back and on the road to recovery.I hear that sort of thing knocks the stuffing out of you.You had better take it easy and look after YOURSELF.

[Colapop]

Jaesus, Mary and Peter!! Good you're home and OK(ish). I think that I'd have to have an intervention if the 3some were to get anywhere near proceeding. Like an official food taster I'd have to make sure she (Charlie) wouldn't be the death of you.

[Two Smoker]

Glad your Ok now Biff!!! Not the nicest experience aye??? Ah well, gives you more reason to stay here and ride ya bike...

[Streetwise]

Ive heard of this before, Isnt that what got Rod Donald,?? IM glad you ok and you should buy a few lotto tickets.

[Sniper]

Good to hear you are healing up mate. Get well soon, and even though you almost died, I still can't allow MissSniper there unsupervised.

[Riff Raff]

Glad you're back with us Biff. Would have been a very scary experience for you. I've seen this done in hospital and am now qualified to do it out on the road.

For those that are interested, Biff's atrial rate would have been over 300 per minute resulting in the atria failing to contract. The AV node is unable to cope with all the incoming impulses and cardiac ouput decreases. Because Biff was unstable he required cardioversion. This is where an electrical current is passed through the heart during a specific part of the cardiac cycle to terminate the dysrythmia. Basically the heart stops very briefly to allow the pacemaker sites to return to normal.

AF is a common dysrhythmia, especially in the elderly, and can be well controlled with medication.

Take care Biff - things just wouldn't be the same on here without our smutty little Welshman.

[MSTRS:Me]

Take care Boyo - we need you (there's a new coal mine opening up soon, will need your expertise)

[Paul in NZ]

Feck'in eck boyo....

Now thats some scary shit. Look after yourself Biff!! The place just would NOT be the same without you.

Paul N

[Rashika]

AF is a common dysrhythmia, especially in the elderly, and can be well controlled with medication.

yeah now this bit sounds about right

Damn you gave us a fright ya bugger... just cos we asked you out for a ride, you didn't have to go to those extremes to get out of it...
next time shall we just call the hospital first huh?

Seriously tho matey, glad you are ok...
ya cant leave me alone on here with all these heathen poms and the rest... us 'welshes' gotta stick together