ready for work and then flopped in the chair with "I don't feel right". Not at all like him - so googled heart attack (amazing how your mind goes blank) and called an ambulance.
Fortunately my mind stopped being blank and I managed to make all the right phone calls, in between banging on bathroom doors telling the boys to hurry up, running outside to look for the ambulance, putting dogs away, moving furniture, gathering up stuff I might need, oh and checking on Richard.
I even remembered to grab one of the books I'm reading as I figured I might have a bit of spare time at the hospital.
We spent the day in Emergency, inbetween going off for tests, and late in the afternoon Richard was taken off to his room for an overnight stay. Fortunately all his test results are good and hopefully this was a once off warning about work vs happy life.
I did have some time to read but when I pulled my book out I realised that maybe it wasn't the time and place to read it.
Oops...when your husband's hooked up to a heart monitor a book about what happens to your soul when you die could be considered a little inappropriate.
On the upside he's been given a week off to recuperate and I'm on holidays so I can keep a close (actually very close) eye on him.