Quality and Value of Care
Paul Witinkski, Connecticut
I’m new to the American Heart Association but not to its mission or the impact that heart health has on lives.
Melinda Beyer, RN, Survivor, Champion
Read about Mindy, Nurse, Advocate, Survivor.
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Rhode Islanders Go To Washington
We want to express our sincere thanks to advocates Miriam Plitt, Lisa Deck and Andy DeLoreto for representing Rhode Island at the 2017 Heart on the Hill event in Washington, DC!
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Meet Shannon Leardi
"Heart disease knows no age, no gender, no race. It can affect anyone!"
Stroke Hero: Rachel Henry
Together We Can End Stroke, Rachel is Fighting to make sure that Happens!
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Dawn Beland, Connecticut
Dawn Beland, MSN, RN, CCRN, ACNS-BC, CNRN and SCRN is the Stroke Center Coordinator for the Comprehensive Stroke Center at Hartford Hospital and a You're the Cure Advocate.
Go Red For Women Day at the Legislature
Thank you for registering for Go Red For Women Day at the Legislature! This will be a memorable event that includes lunch with the NC Women’s Legislative Caucus.
When Chloe saved Gracie’s life, it was a busy Sunday in 2013 and no one realized my 8 year old daughter Gracie wasn’t feeling well, mom Emilie tells us.
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Advocate Story: Andrea Witte
My name is Andrea Witte and I’m 20 years old and a junior at the University of Nevada, Reno studying biology on the pre-medical track. I was born in Anchorage, Alaska to two healthy wonderful parents Mary and John. Since birth, my parents and both my maternal and paternal Grandmother thought something wasn’t quite right. Both grandmothers commented on how I was “very tall and floppy.” At their urging, my parents took me from doctor to doctor, who all said “you have a very tall baby, but she is just fine.” That was until I was 18 months old when my Grandmother read an article on Marfan Syndrome while visiting Stanford Hospital and Clinics and sent the article to my parents. She urged us to ask the doctors to rule out Marfan Syndrome even though all the dominant features of Marfan fit. After a battery of tests in Anchorage in 1998, including an eye exam and an echocardiogram, I was diagnosed with Marfan Syndrome.
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The last thing I remember of my poetry residency at Colleton County Middle School was getting an elevator key. The next thing was seeing a strange ceiling, which turned out to be in an intensive care unit, over a week later.