He’s here. My daughter and I are dealing with it. Nobody’s staying the night.
I’ve run out of things to do.
My husband had a heart attack.I woke up one morning with him sitting in a chair staring at me.I asked him what he was doing and he said he loved me.He said he felt funny and I told him to call the doctor-it was 6 AM.He said I’ll wait till his office opens.Made him go to the hospital-he insisted on driving and yes he was having a Heart Attack.They put a stint in and that was 7 years ago and he is fine.He take a small amount of aspirin in the morning and watches his diet and doing great.He is 70.His was caused by stress.