I'm not convinced that Aimee is all that hot. It has been such a long time since I saw the hottitude in person. More pictures are needed. does anyone believe that?

Well, let's break it down:

More pictures are needed.

Yes!

It has been such a long time since I saw the hottitude in person.

Yes!

>I'm not convinced that Aimee is [fatal error; does not compute]

I'm sorry, my computer won't recognize that bit at the end.

Oh, Stephanie! How scary! You're not an ass of a wife -- because, as you said, he's 39 and in great shape, and I can guarantee you that if he showed up at an ER with no prior cardiac history and a shiny past health record, they'd tell him "panic attack" or "heartburn."

Hell, a *cardiologist* told my father -- AFTER my father already had a 2- to 3-year history of heart stuff -- that my father was having heartburn. However, my dad was hooked up to an EKG monitor, and he was not, in fact, having heartburn, he was having a heart ATTACK at the exact moment the infuckingcompetent cardiologist told Dad it was heartburn.

Ahem.

Don't call yourself a bad wife. Your reaction is totally normal. And I'd bet large sums of money that an ER would have reacted the same way.

This morning, he went to the clinic. They did an EKG and said they think he had a heart attack.

Did they suggest heartburn/stomach stuff first? I'd be surprised if they didn't.

First of all, he's 39 years old and in great shape!

That's so damned frustrating, isn't it? When you think, well, you can't count on *anything,* if your young, in-great-shape husband has a heart attack.

I'm so sorry, Stephanie. For Joe, obviously, but for you just as much. Because it sucks being the person who loves the heart-attack-guy and worries about him.

He's going to the hospital now and says he will let me know what they say.

Keep us updated. My digits are crossed for him that it was super-duper minor.

{{{{Stephanie}}}}

Oh, Stephanie, how terrifying! You're not a big meanie or anything for having been cranky--there's no way you could have expected that, given that he is young, and he is in good shape.

Don't call yourself a bad wife. Your reaction is totally normal

I agree, you are a good wife and possibly a crappy cardiologist.

{{{{{{{S&J}}}}}}}}

Stephanie! Wow, that's scary. What everyone else said -- there's no way you could have guessed something like that, and I've got all fingers crossed it was completely minor.

{{{Stephanie and Joe}}}

Did they suggest heartburn/stomach stuff first? I'd be surprised if they didn't.

I'm not sure exactly what made them do the EKG. I didn't think to ask - perhaps it was his description of the pain? Normally, the Army medical system isvery, "Here's some motrin - that should fix it" so I'm a bit surprised that they actually checked this.

I agree, you are a good wife and possibly a crappy cardiologist.

Thanks, this made me laugh!

he was having a heart ATTACK at the exact moment the infuckingcompetent cardiologist told Dad it was heartburn.

My dad just happens to be here - he arrived last night with Ellie - and he had a heart valve replaced about two years ago. He has a very low opinion of cardiologists after having received some similarly stupid, albeit less dangerous, opinions from cardiologists. My dad is with Joe and they are going to the hospital.

Oh, and a co-worker just shared with me that his BIL, who was 35, died of a heart attack 2.5 months ago. I'm not scared/upset, but what a stupid thing to tell someone.

I'm not scared/upset, but what a stupid thing to tell someone.

I don't understand the Jackass Impulse to tell someone the Worst! Possible! Story! that you know about someone who had the same condition as their loved one. I'd bet every woman here who's been pregnant got horror stories about Pregnancy Gone Wrong. And I got more horror stories prior to my back surgery about someone's neighbor's second-cousin's babysitter's uncle who had back surgery and then Never! Walked! Again!, etc.

What the fuck are people thinking?

I suggest you think about my 65-year-old dad, who has blithely survived 5 heart attacks and raked leaves yesterday.

horror stories about [anything to do with hospitals]

oh sweet & fluffy lord yes - I think it's sort of like the laugh-reaction when someone is stressed? But I want some sort of spray or adhesive or at least a card that I can hand That Person, which says something along the lines of:

I Understand that Your Terrible Experience with ___________________ seems Mightily Important to Share at this Exact Moment. Please Consider That I May Not :
  () Agree
  () Care
  () Miss you if I retch while you are speaking.

{{Stephanie and Joe}} Much ~ma to you both!