Recently I was woken up during the wee hours of the morning by a sharp pain in my chest. I’m not typically prone to overreaction, but that night I sat in the dark of my room and fretted. I made a mental checklist of all the heart attack symptoms I knew. Chest pain? Holy heck, yes. Arm or back pain? No. Nausea? No. Cold sweats? No. Light-headedness? No. Shortness of breath? No. Whew. I breathed a sigh of relief. But then I started to feel a little nauseous and short of breath, too. Worry officially crept in and freaked me out. Luckily, before I started chomping on aspirin and making a trip to the ER, sanity kicked worry to the curb. I took a few deep breaths, reminded myself that mere seconds before I hadn’t had those extra symptoms and it wasn’t long before they melted away.
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