Whoa.
Mood:  d'oh
Okay, so I was completely removed from my place of business Monday afternoon on a gurney by four paramedics, hooked up to oxygen, IV and a heart monitor.

Relax: I'm okay. But at the time I asked the secretary to call 911, I so didn't know this.

Mid-afternoon, I suddenly developed odd pains and tightness in my left chest. After about a half-hour with no change, and feeling my heart pound and flutter, and this being the Internet age, I promptly Googled "heart attack symptoms". Chest pressure? Tightness? Pain? Nausea? Check. Check. Check.

Scared the living crap out of me. I wound up in the emergency room for hours, after which all of the tests came back normal and they let me go home on the condition that I rest in bed the next day.

All I can say is it's a very scary feeling to confront your own mortality. I can't even describe the thoughts that went through my head before I learned that everything was actually okay.