Yesterday evening I attended a meeting with a small charity I do voluntary work for. During the meeting I began to feel very uncomfortable with a heavy tightness in my chest. It was a warm evening but I felt cold.
End of the meeting I walked back to my car half a mile away - this was about 8 o'clock. As I walked I felt progressively worse. By the time I got home the pain in my chest was unbelievable and I thought I was having a heart attack.
After consulting with my brother I dialled 999. An ambulance arrived and in this vehicle various preliminary tests were done. Then I was taken to the local hospital for more tests including blood tests and scans and an x-ray (all sorts of wires connected to me and a drip and a clip on my finger).
They could not find any obvious reason for the pain but said it was not a heart attack. Given a pain killer in the drip which made my chest tolerable. Wheeled on a trolley down long gloomy corridors for the x-ray, then back to A&E again.
Discharged at 2am, the night very black. I went home by taxi, the young taxi driver more helpful and solicitous than any of the hospital staff. Very grateful to get home, and felt as if my life had been given back to me.
I went to bed at 3am. Painful night and hardly any sleep. I got up at 7am and went to work (it is a new job and I can't risk taking time off sick so early).
In pain most of the day. Luckily I was in an office on my own, as I was falling asleep at my desk. And yet I managed to get a reasonable amount of work done.