I continued on with my day not thinking much of my conversation when it dawned on me- she had Broken Heart Syndrome (BHS).
The heart is such an amazing organ. It pumps and oxygenates blood, allowing us to live. When your heart ceases beating; life ceases. But how does an organ that seems to have nothing to do with our feelings, sense our emotions? Shouldn't it be our head? The organ that is quintessentially regarded as our feeling organ?
I once heard a story of a woman whose husband had recently passed. They had been married for 40 years. They had 5 kids and 14 grandchildren. Her and her husband had made a beautiful life together. They were eachothers best friend. Partners in life. Soulmates. The woman plagued with sadness began to experience health problems shortly after his passing. To no surprise shortly after his passing, she joined him. Everyone said she died of a broken heart. I could not believe that story at the time. It felt so improbable to blame death on a broken heart. Perhaps she had something else wrong with her- given her age and other risk factors. But as time progresses, I have began to change my mind on the subject, perhaps you can in fact die of a broken heart.
Takotsubo is what it is called in Japan. Researchers there concluded that the left ventricle takes on an unusual shape during periods of BHS. It looks like a fishing pot! They also concluded that if the heart is not able to pump blood out properly due to this, the patient can experience heart failure (i.e. dying of a broken heart).
But does this mean that everyone with BHS dies? No. Absolutely not. If that were the case we'd likely be extinct by now. The heart (and body) is a fantastic machine that heals. Someone can be critically ill with BHS on Monday and by the end of the week on their road to recovery. The heart is miraculous and recovers fairly easily.
All the best,
Carmen