Danielle Brown

@ErikDeRooTTU Keeping you lifted up in prayer! 🙏🏾

On Tuesday morning I had an angiogram done on my heart. A lot of things led to this procedure from being hospitalized after the Big 12 tournament for heart pressure, being diagnosed with pericarditis (inflammation of the heart), during which they found a potential blockage in one of the blood vessels in my heart. The follow up was a stress test that I thought initially went well, but led to abnormal results that showed up to three potential blockages within blood vessels in my heart. The only way for the doctors to really know if there are any blockages was to complete an angiogram. In this procedure they send a catheter up your wrist through your main artery and into your heart. They then proceed to inject dye into your blood vessels while looking at your heart through video images. They can then truly determine if there is any blockage and if so, how much. If there is concern they would put a stint in during the procedure. This is seemingly a routine procedure; The first like 2/3 of the procedure went great, no blockages. When they injected dye into the third and final blood vessel… my heart didn’t like that too much and went out of rhythm (ventricular fibrillation / arrhythmia). One of the nurses punched my chest in attempt to get the heart back in rhythm. That didn’t work and things went south. They then started chest compressions for two straight minutes and electric shocked me three times to bring me back to life. I was under light sedation, but can recall about 70% of everything that happened. I recall being punched, I recall what I believe was the third electric shock as my body raised off the bed. I can recall looking at my hand and having no color left. Then within minutes I was getting rushed out of the operating room. I essentially knew none of what really happened until one by one nurses started walking out telling me how lucky I was as I joked back with them, still not realizing the severity of the event that just happened. I woke up yesterday extremely sore in my chest, for obvious reasons described above. To be honest, through yesterday afternoon I’m not sure I had mentally comprehended the magnitude of what happened. Until I went up to the hospital to pick up my prescription. On the way there I thought to myself, “I hope I see the guy that brought me back.” I guess you can call that a prayer. As we stood at the front desk getting directions to the pharmacy, down the hall walking towards us was Brady… the guy who punched me in the chest and did two minutes of chest compressions to revive me. We talked for a few minutes and took a quick photo. As he walked off Tatum asked me who that was. I said, “That man saved my life yesterday.” I then started balling my eyes out as we walked out of the lobby. That was the moment I realized the severity of what had happened Tuesday morning at around 8:20am. Realizing that Kim was called at that time being told there were complications with the procedure and they were attempting to revive me. I wish that call upon no one, ever. Realizing that what we thought was a routine procedure was almost the last time I got to see my girls. God is good, all the time. I’m back at the house resting, recovering. Honestly, in an interesting mental state. Still some follow ups to be done, but as of right now the positive is they found no blockage and expect a full recovery. For those that know the above story (very few), I’m thankful for the support the past few days, been incredible. All the continued prayers are appreciated. To my basketball people, I had plans to see everyone in College Station and in Houston this weekend. I won’t be making that trip and will be staying home. Y’all know how much I love grassroots basketball, it pains me to miss this weekend, but can’t wait to see you all very soon. To Brady, thank you simply doesn’t feel like enough words to express my gratitude for you and what you did for me and my family Tuesday morning.

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