I'm starting to lose track of who knows what, between Phone calls and Facebook and the Grapevine... So here is a Note to recap and update for posterity ...
In the wee hours of Wednesday, March 9th, Husband awoke feeling terrible and out of sorts. He said it felt like the worst indigestion he'd ever had. Given that we had Louisiana Hot Links for dinner the night before, it wasn't surprising. I sat up with him for a while, then went back to bed while he watched movies to see how it would play out.
At 7:00 in the morning, he woke me and said, let's go to the hospital. He was restless, short of breath, cool and clammy. When I asked him how he was feeling, he said the fateful words, "It feels like there is a band across my chest." We all loaded into the car as quickly as we could, and drove to the ER. On the way in, we called ahead to let them know we were coming in for symptoms of heart attack.
At 7:00 in the morning, he woke me and said, let's go to the hospital. He was restless, short of breath, cool and clammy. When I asked him how he was feeling, he said the fateful words, "It feels like there is a band across my chest." We all loaded into the car as quickly as we could, and drove to the ER. On the way in, we called ahead to let them know we were coming in for symptoms of heart attack.
