My name is Mark Kendall, I am a 46-year-old father of four and my cardiac arrest occurred on a hot 100 plus degree Florida afternoon on April 22, 2015 in the parking lot of a pizza restaurant.
On August 9, 2009, I took the biggest detour of my life. I died that day, but God was not ready to take me.
In November 2013, young actress Ellie Whelan was performing in front of a packed auditorium at Appomattox Regional Governor’s School for the Arts and Technology when she collapsed onstage. Audience members thought it was part of the act; then she didn’t get up. At the age of 16, she had suffered a cardiac arrest. Read her story at www.sca-aware.org
Read her story at www.sca-aware.org
My name is Robert Hoadley and I am the Corporate Contract and Lease Administrator at Evans Hotels. To be frank, the mere fact that I am here at all today is truly a miracle.
On April 1, 2011, I suffered a sudden cardiac arrest at work. I was 41-years-old and was training to join the U.S. Navy Reserves and in possibly the best physical condition of the last 20 years when, without warning, my heart stopped. I collapsed.
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Ginnie Gick, Clarksville, MD – 43 at time of event
“Mommy is hurt!” yelled Ginnie Gick’s 5-year-old son. Her husband, Dan, who was running late to work, came bounding down the stairs to find Ginnie lying unresponsive. It was May 20, 2010, and Ginnie, age 43, wasn’t breathing.
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On the morning of February 14th 2007, three minutes before my heart stopped, three people made choices that saved my life.
A postman was selecting his route, a nurse with an unexpected day off was heading to Starbucks, and my business partner called just before I ran out the door of my home.
Instead of letting the call go to voicemail, something compelled me to answer the call—so that three minutes later, instead of being on the highway going 60 mph, I was driving up a side street near my home when I had my cardiac arrest.
The postman and nurse appeared at just the right time to perform CPR for eight minutes until the medics arrived. Which meant that it was not my day to die. Read more of her story at www.sca-aware.org .
Patti Farrell had always been very healthy, but lately had been experiencing increasing shortness of breath and stomach aches. While shopping at Target, the 61-year-old could hardly breathe and the pain was so intense she had to rest in her car. Her daughter-in-law arrived and took Patti to the hospital, where doctors discovered fluid in her lungs and diagnosed Patti with non-ischemic cardiomyopathy. Read more at www.sca-aware.org
“I was at a birthday party one Friday night,” Sue recalled. It was just after dinner at the local restaurant where Brenda’s family had arranged the party in November.
“I just felt strange, I couldn’t put my finger on it. I didn’t feel right, so I went to the ladies room.” Sue then felt nauseous and a cold sweat broke out. She knew this was serious. Read more at www.sca-aware.org
It was a hot April afternoon. Tawnya wanted to go for a run — she likes to train for the half marathon — however Billy, her husband, convinced her to do some X-Fit instead. So there they were, the two young daughters on their scooters, Billy and Tawyna on the driveway flipping tractor tires.
“I don’t feel good, Billy,” Tawnya said and collapsed into his arms. Read more at www.sca-aware.org
I was fourteen at the time, on a trip to Israel with my family celebrating my sister’s Bat Mitzvah. It was supposed to be a wonderful excursion for everyone, a two-week experience of a lifetime in the holiest of places when tragedy struck. I could hear my heart beat pounding in my ears and it felt as if everyone around me could hear it too. Feeling quite ill, I knew something was wrong. Read more at www.sca-aware.org
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