I’ve mentioned before I woke up at 2 am with horrible crushing chest pain. I was sure I was having a heart attack and wouldn’t survive long enough to make an ambulance call worthwhile. I got out of bed and sat on the couch to die quietly so my gf wouldn’t wake up. I was drenched in sweat. Then the pain stopped.
Since I survived, I thought it wasn’t cardiac. A few nights later it happened again. I assumed it was GERD, so I began drinking Mylanta before bed.
I ignored the episodes for a month, then mentioned it to my gf, who freaked out and forced me to go to my doctor, who freaked out and made me see a cardiologist, who freaked out and diagnosed the episodes as unstable angina with at least one actual infarction.
He put in a stent and I was good as new.