Red Bull Gives You…

Before my initial out-of-hospital sudden cardiac arrest, before I knew what Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy was or that I had it, and before I had an ICD — I was working at my first internship in the city.

Every morning, I would hop on the 7:15am train to get to the office by 8:30am. At the final station, there was a convenience store across the road, and, usually still tired, I would go there every morning and get a can of Red Bull or V (Australian energy drink).

My manager was pregnant at the time, and was basically the de-facto office “mum”. Every morning she would see me come in, Red Bull in hand.

“You’re going to have a heart attack one day you know” she told me, every single morning.

A month later — I did!

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