wednesday afternoon, i started to experience some mild chest pains. they would come and go – nothing painful but definitely there. i pretty much knew it was a mild panic attack that was causing this symptom. i could feel it whenever i was struck with stress. but it lasted until thursday afternoon which totally sucked.
anyway, that night, the dialogue went something like this:
me: i’m having chest pains still. i think i’m having a heart attack.
doug: you’re not having a heart attack.
me (30 minutes later): i think i’m dying. do you think i’m dying? i could be going into cardiac arrest like right now.
doug: i really don’t think so.
me (10 minutes later): man, i’m dying and you don’t even care. you could be like… wifeless by the end of tonight! and chaeli would have to grow up without a mother!!!
doug: you’re fine.
sometimes i think the only reason i acquired a husband is for the purpose of having some one to bug. just like this.