"Well, my heart attack finally spilled over to someone else in the family yesterday."
"What's THAT mean?"
"I'll tell you."
"Oh, good."
"Ready?"

"Tell us already!!!"

Okay, okay, okay....I'll tell you what I mean.

So, I have had a heart attack....for those of you just joining us...
As such, every move I make is under scrutiny AND every little twinge, every little pain is met with a fearful look. I have been back to the hospital 2 times for an "overabundance of caution."

What does that have to do with yesterday? Well, the hyper-vigilance spilled over to Ashley last night.

She was lying in bed (beautiful as always), feeling poorly.
She mentioned that her chest hurt...uh, for an HOUR...
She then tells me that the pain is in the middle of her chest, like a pressure radiating and growing...
Now, I hear that she is feeling nauseous (noticing a trend?)...
And finally, and here was the kicker...she "just couldn't get comfortable"...

Anyone wanna guess how long it took me to decide that she needed to go to the ER?

Yes indeed, my wife JUST parroted my own symptoms from 3 months ago while I held her in our bed.

Now...had I never had a heart attack, I would likely have just figured she was having a panic attack and held her for another 10-20 minutes, or until it got noticeably worse. But, NOT THIS NIGHT; this night, I was on the phone with 911 and getting a neighbor to come watch the Kids.

<<Pause for a special HUGE thank-you to Tracy Arena who came over without a second of hesitation.>>

Having had the heart attack, and hearing Ashley's symptoms, that was the first thing I thought it could be. Without my experiences, I would likely have made a different call. But, since we have a "survivor" in the family now, I immediately was afraid of what MIGHT be going on inside Ashley.

Fortunately, to make a long story short, we were in the ER until 5 am, multiple tests were run, and nothing really bad was found. Yes, Ashley IS tired after that, and has a stomach bug, but has not suffered a heart attack.

Given my current situation, we were not taking any chances though.

My point?

I am not longer the only one in the family whose health will be under the microscope. That honor has now spilled over to, well, everyone in the family.

Once again the EMTs were wonderful, and the staff at Baptist was first rate. Bravo! Guys!

That's it for now. I am falling asleep as I finish up, so we're done for tonight.

Good night & God bless.