Isabelle Brasseur, figure skating World Champion and 2-time Olympic Bronze medallist
Four years after winning an Olympic medal at Lilleha mmer, there I was lying in a hospital bed, having fainted and convulsed while on a skating tour to Chicago. I had been so aware of my body, so in touch with it. I’m an athlete, after all. Throughout my career, I’d had the care of the best doctors in the world. How could this have happened?
The reality is that no matter how fit I thought I was, how well I ate, or how well I took care of myself, I needed to be even more aware of what was happening with my body. Luckily, that became clear before it was too late.
Listening to my body
The first time I remember fainting, I was eight years old. We were at church, and it was Christmas Eve. My fainting spell scared my parents, but I quickly recovered and returned to being the kid they knew – the one excited about unwrapping my Christmas gifts.
Still, they took me to the doctor a few days later, and the diagnosis was fairly simple: I must have just had a drop in blood sugar, they thought. It sounded right. We’d eaten late, and I was over-excited.
But it wasn’t my blood sugar, or diet, or excitement. Today I know it was a dangerous heart condition that I will live with for the rest of my life.
Heart disease runs in my family. My father died of heart complications. My mother suffered a few strokes. And after visiting three neurologists, my own condition became clear and I was diagnosed with vasodepressor syncope with cardiac arrest, which in plain speak means when I’m under extreme stress my heart stops.