The condensed version I last was on this site Feb 25th at 11:22AM, after reading some PM's here, I shut off the computer to go about my day. Within 8 minutes, I experienced chest pains. Within a few more minutes, I was at the hospital emergency department, hooked up to nitroglycerine drip. My son the cop met me there in minutes, my boyfriend was an hour away, but he rushed there as well. The pain was crushing, breathless. After an EKG, blood, and other tests, they were not sure what caused it, but the nitro was helping so I was admitted to the cardio unit. Three cardiologists from two groups consulted with me. In the morning they were going to do a catherization or a stress test, depending on bloodwork. I can tell you that the care was excellent, but there is no sleeping in a hospital. In the morning it was decided to go with the stress test on Friday. I spent the next night there as well and was released Feb 27-yesterday-late in the day. My heart is perfectly fine as is the rest of my blood and body, they attributed the pain to possible muscle spasm (?) in the chest, but they were not sure. I feel fine now. On the way to the hospital I was telling my boyfriend and my son the cop where important papers were, etc. We chose not to tell Tony (Ant), because his last communication to me was an email telling me he hated me and not to contact him again. On Friday, my mother told my sister, she told her daughter who works with Tony's fiancee, and she told him. On Friday I was in the stress lab all day. When they wheeled me back to my room, I was exhausted. As we turned the corner to my room, I could see my grandson's familiar little navy blue and red water bottle on a stand in my room, and within a nanosecond he came bursting out of my bathroom, rushing towards me, wrapping his arms around my neck. As I looked up, Tony slowly walked out of the bathroom as well, and came to me with tears in his eyes, whispering lowly "I love you, I am so sorry, please forgive me" as his arms enveloped me. I could not answer him just listened to him as he said he was wrong. He told me he has taken care of school registration, and updated me on his latest AA mtg, and gave me a reader's digest (our personal joke as that I what I always send him when he is incarcerated). He also gave me a prayer card. He asked me why no one contacted him that I was in the hospital. I reminded him that I was honoring his wishes to never be contacted again. I told him that this is one of the things that go with that, that someone could be sick and you would not know it. He and my grandson stayed a long time. My grandson talked all about the time he was in the hospital, played nurse to me, made the bed go up and down and all around...held a cup and straw to my lips, and learned how to work the TV button. Tony caught me up on what he is working on. When they left, my grandson hugged me hard and so did Tony, with tears running down. I think he told me 4 times that he loved me while he was there. I reminded him that he is in charge of his own life, it is all up to him. Yesterday I was released in time for church, so I went. I was sitting there with boyfriend, feeling so grateful that I was there in my church, when boyfriend asked me to scootch over, and I looked up to see Tony, his fiancee and my grandson slipping into the pew with us. My grandson crawled over everyone to get beside me. A few minutes later, we scootched in again, as there was one of my brothers squeezing in with us. I have lots of siblings but this particular one is a crusty, no BS, says what he thinks, not-mushy-at-all younger one (he also was the only sibling to go inside the prison walls to visit Tony). After church my gruff little brother said he heard the doctors found out that what was wrong with me was that I had NO heart--he smiled and said...like him. Just wanted to let you know that once more all is well. I may pop in here now and then. I feel compelled to try and share things I learn in my walk with those coming up behind me. Thank you all for the PMs and emails-ALL of them. I will hold EVERY one here in my prayers.