It will three years since I had mine...I was forty-nine...May 20th.
I survived which had a definite impact because my beloved Mom did not survive hers, she was in her fifties.
My heart guy said it's normal to have pain because heart muscle did die.
Mine was early in the morning to, my ds was there when I had to go to the hospital because I knew something was very wrong.
Every day is a gift to me and I cherish my Life.
Lots of survivours do deal with "Depression".
From what I remember from marketing pharmaceutical products .. allegedly.. the incidence of an early morning attack are prevelant because .. at that hour (bio-wise) your platelets are more sticky and catecholamines are surging.
Heart attacks are painful for the entire family because, like you said, the depression exists for all members of the family and mortality rears its ugly head at everyone.
I don't know if my thinking is wrong, but this is why I cringe when I hear people say that they exercise first thing when they get up in the morning.
I loved the bumper sticker.
And it's true.
I think if you survive one it changes you because you do come face to face with death and there is no time to waste.
I spend time with my kids and do things I love.
I used to be in the habit of drinking a bottle of water as soon as I got up, but I got away from it.
I drink a fair amount of water, I like it but some people don't.
My caffeine consumption is down which is a good thing.
If you are on medication taking it properly and regularly it also very important.