Heart Attack?

Had pain today.
Gas.
I even sweated a little bit.  And while doing so I remembered all that stuff I've read about how people get the symptoms of heart attack and ignore them and then get taken to the hospital and then get to be told that they've almost had the last gasp.  The Widow Maker.  The Big One.

Who hasn't had all those symptoms? 
If you're old enough, you might remember when 'they' came out with the Seven Warning Signs of Cancer.  Oh boy, I wasn't very old but I had every single one of those symptoms at one time or other.  Shoot, when I read one of those articles I had all seven of them at once. 

People hurt.  People fear.  You give them something to worry about and many people will worry.  How many of us have had those short episodes where we thought we had something very serious wrong with us only to find out within minutes or hours that it was a false feeling.  And how many people have had those false feelings and ignored them only to end up in an ambulance or a long black wagon. 

You don't want to go to the hospital and tell them that you're fearing a failing only to have everybody get all excited for nothing.  That's embarrassing.  Of course you don't want to have pains that you ignore that will later kill you.  But then, when you think about it, that's not such a big deal.  I mean, it's only going to happen once. 

I went to the hospital with a great pain once.  They wheeled me in and fawned all over me and tested me and made me fell very uncomfortable.  Actually they made me feel physically great but emotionally uncomfortable because I was so afraid that nothing was really wrong with me.  Gas maybe.  I was afraid they were just going to smile down at me in a condescending way and tell me that "It's nothing.  You can go home now".   But they didn't.  Within an hour they were separating body parts from me.  I had an appendectomy.  Had I ignored it for much longer I wouldn't be able to type now.  I wouldn't be able to do anything else either. 

I wonder if people who are having heart attack symptoms feel the same way.  Are they relieved when they're told that they're having one?  I would be.  At least that would be a good reason for me to be there making everyone run around medically.  At least I wouldn't be spending a full quarter of my weekend sitting around in a warehouse of sickness and pain while waiting to hear from someone who seems to have already gone home. 

I think when I go I want it to be quick.  Maybe I could just trip over a chicken and knock myself out.  Totally.  Or maybe I could be sitting on the lawn, having a nice afternoon and suddenly get squashed by a meteorite.  At least I wouldn't wonder.