I’ve had my fourth heart attack and I’m sill here. It happened last Wednesday morning. After I had a nice pancake breakfast, I suddenly developed a very bug pain right in the center of my chest and I made it to the sink before I threw up. “Oh shit!,” I thought, “Here we go again.”
I told my wife, “I think you better call 911. I’m having another heart attack.” She called them and of course they had me chew up an aspirin and take a nitro tablet while We waited for the ambulance. I think doing that prevented it from becoming a full-blown cardiac event. I only had to stay two days in the short-term care unit until they let me go home.
so I’m still here and I’m not sure why. Maybe God still has plans for me. I don’t know.