My mother's first heart attack began on January 5, 2022 at 7:32 pm. Thank God, in my presence and after 35 years of medical practice.

I have my own accounts with a heart attack. Father at 79 years old at the beginning of a heart attack made 2 deadly mistakes.

And at the age of 75, 2 ambulance teams could not stop a heart attack for my grandfather.

Both times the heart attack took away in my absence. Now there is an opportunity for rehabilitation. Anyone can repeat even without a medical education.

- Borya! I feel very bad! Help me!

These words suddenly interrupted work on a new book.

I moved quickly into the hallway. The pallor of the skin was perfectly visible even in low light. The cold sweat on his face and hands was unmistakable.

- This is a heart attack in a woman at 82! - the thought passed. - For many, it ended fatally at a more modest age. And in this case, more than 50 years of smoking!

The sequence of actions, taking into account the conditions, was formed immediately. In this book, in a more complete form, thisalgorithm of useful actions №3.

Despite the fact that I am not a cardiologist or resuscitator. And the last time participated in the successful resuscitation of a younger woman was 3 years ago.

However, I immediately remembered that the official medicine of Ukraine has a philosophical attitude to resuscitation at this age. This cut off all escape routes. I had no choice.

- My mother can now die! - this thought removed unnecessary emotions and launched a chain of correct actions.

Mom, leaning on a crutch, stood with difficulty, leaning against a closet in the hallway. Fighting a heart attack in a cramped corridor in a prone position would be difficult. Therefore, the chair from the room in a matter of seconds was nearby.

- Sit down! - I said in a tone that brooked no objection.

Didn't have to be persuaded. There was little strength. Mom almost fell into the seat of the chair. And ended up in a triangle between the closet, the back of the chair and me. From time to time she tried to fall forward, holding her crutch with trembling hands.

- In a standing position, the heart is harder to work! - the thought passed. - Sitting body height is about 50 cm less. And now the heart works better!

I took away the crutch, folded the fingers of both hands from my mother in the desired combination. Significant general weakness did not allow for a long time to hold the fingers correctly. However, it's better than nothing.

After that, a jar of water with lemon juice and sugar from the refrigerator ended up in my hand.

- Drink water! - I ordered in a tone that brooked no objection.

- Don't want! - came the answer in a weak voice.

- I am not interested!! - I