Yeah, and then there’s my brother’s heart attack which felt like heartburn but wouldn’t go away.
Yeah, and there was the guy who thought that “heartburn” might be something, but died within a week, before he could settle on which cardiologist to go to.
I’m so sorry about your brother.
Friendly replies? How many threads have you read here, you slacker? 
I added that last because I had mine at age 27. Technically they called it a cardiac incident because I didn’t do any permanent damage to the muscle at that point - basically my BP went nuts and took the heart along for the ride. I’ve had to pack nitro around with me since I was 30.
It’s like most things; if you survive you learn how to deal with it. If you don’t survive you find out which religion (or none) is right. The main thing is knowing what it feels like when that elephant sits on you or someone rips your shoulder blade out the back. Those are usually the ones you can survive. The ones that kill you are like the bullets in war movies - you never hear them coming.
None of that strikes me as particularly comforting to know.
But it is what it is, I guess. But am glad that you’re still kicking.
Oh no, he’s alive! Man, I have been posting incomplete stories lately. :smack: He was in the hospital for quite a while and when he went home he got panic attacks (really, not another heart attack) and went back into the hospital for a while. It was probably a month all together, one stent and some heart muscle death. He then had another episode and two more stents, and is told he will have to have a valve replacement sooner or later. This all started when he was 38.
Just skimmed the latest posts here.
Has anyone mentioned strokes yet? Specifically, to compare strokes with heart attacks?
If you have your long-afeared heart attack and drop dead right on the spot, some would argue that isn’t the worst possible thing that can happen. Compare with a stroke that leaves you totally quadriplegic, or perhaps *semi-*vegative, so you’re sentient enough to sorta-kinda understand the condition you’re in. Then some caregivers have to feed you, bathe you, turn you over in bed every few hours, clean out your bed pans and wipe your butt, sprinkle some water on you and set you on the window sill in the sunshine – 24/7/365¼ for the next untold number of years.
Everyone’s entitled to his own preference, but no one can guarantee that that’s what you’ll get. Which outcome would you prefer?
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ETA: Dibbs, I see you’re kinda new here. Did you ever see Blinkie’s threads? He had a stroke at a too-young age and ended up with Locked-In Syndrome. He could only communicate by blinking his eyes, and he had some kind of blink-to-text translator to communicate and make posts. (Some would say that isn’t total Locked-In Syndrome. Some can’t even blink to talk.)
Someone remind me – is Blinkie still with us, or did he pass away a while back?
Okay, just did the research.
RIP blinkie (Ask the guy with Locked In Syndrome), see Post #396, 12/18/2014.
Thanks for the link.
Sorry to hear about the poor fellow going through that. The more I hear of what some (aging) folks are going through the more it makes me realize how good I’ve got it, at least for now.
This article seems appropriate for this thread.
Thanks! I filed it to Favorites and will look at it later (assuming I don’t drop dead first).