[DBrow]

I was easting dinner with someone who had a massive heart failure of some kind. Don’t know if it was a “heart attack”, but her heart certainly stopped. One moment we are discussing stuff, then she started staring off into space, then her eyes closed and she slumped in her chair like she’d been turned off by a master switch.

We got her on the floor, called 911, started CPR. She was indeed a sack of potatoes, but not red, she was grey and clammy.

EMTs arrived and got her going again, she’s OK now with no memory of the entire day. I wish I could erase that two hour period, personally.

I think if she’d been standing up she would have gone down very suddenly.

[thesearethetimes...]

“”She was indeed a sack of potatoes, but not red, she was grey and clammy.””

That was my Dad. He survived several heart attacks before the last, but a decidedly grey pallor accompanied them all.

May God rest Andrew’s immortal soul, and may He guide our course.
Tatt

[wardaddy]

Indeed....grey and clammy or in my own case when flirting with an infarction

I was splotchy and yellowy pallid

Which is why when I woke up at 2am with dull pain in my armpit and looked in mirror

I heard God's voice telling me to drive to St Thomas

48 hours later they popped me open and discovered a very rare LAD defect confirming something congenital i had suspected since high school...early 70s