The Interrogation
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My pacemaker, made by Guidant, is similar to the one pictured to the right and is about 1 centimeter thick and about the size of a doorknob, so it's really quite small. However, the left side of my chest, where it is implanted, does look bigger than the right side (in case any of you ladies out there were wondering why I only have half of a studly chest!)
Actually called an ICD (implantable cardioverter defibrillator), the device is not only capable of "pacing" my heart back into a normal rhythm, but can deliver a shock if pacing doesn't work. Pacing doesn't hurt, but I've been told a shock feels like a swift kick in the chest (hasn't happened to me so far). The ICD also constantly monitors my heart and records any unusual rhythms, even if it takes no action.
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The report downloaded today was a good one. Over the previous three months, the ICD recorded one dangerous rhythm that lasted about a second, but it resolved on its own.
While people with Duchenne's are susceptible to fatal arrhythmias (irregular heart rhythms), I don't know anyone else with an ICD. It's a relatively new phenomenon. My ICD cannot stop the breakdown of cardiac muscle due to my disease, but it gives me a shot at surviving a sudden dangerous abnormal rhythm.
It's a chance I'll take, and that should come as no "shock" to anyone who knows me.
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