...so I left the house on Wednesday morning, myself, my mom [otherwise and to be known as, Grammy Schteveo] , and my wife, Mrs. Schteveo, all headed to Virginia Beach, for our older son's Navy Retirement Ceremony. The ceremony on Thursday afternoon was the FRIGGIN' bomb!!! I've seen one or two previously, this was ALL the bells and whistles, he opted for all the ceremony he could get. And, as his C.O. said, he's earned the Right to DEMAND that of the Navy, it's the only day, where service members CAN demand anything.
And, I guess you always see your kids, as your 'kids'. The 'kid' in question is retiring after 20 years in the Navy, and his Captain took the day off, to do this ceremony. [several of our son's buddies from the ship said he uuuuuusualllllllly doesn't do that, it was a rare occurence...that impressed all of us...]
The Captain just gushed about what a great job Petty Officer Schteveo's Son had done, and how much he'd be missed. That was said while he was talking to us, NOT just in the ceremony, but, he repeated it then for all to hear him say. But I digress...this story, is about, ME!
...so we got into the hotel in Va Bch around 4:30, met our son there and about 5:30, we decided to go out to eat. We went to Ruby Tuesday's, and I had two plates of salad and some of the Sampler Plates we got. Left there, went to our sons house, 30 minutes later, I thought I was getting indigestion. I asked for and got a big glass of water. Still couldn't put out the fire, then....I get this dull ache, in my Left arm pit.
I asked my sons and his buddy, "Is it closer to the firehouse, or a hospital from here?"
Turns out the firehouse is just blocks away, so we called for an ambulance. 2:58 seconds after the phone call started, they were in the drive way. Our son's room mate, was STILL on the phone with the dispatcher when the EMT's got there.
They took me to the E/R in Va Bch,, I had a mild heart attack.
It was so small, it didn't even show on the EKG's they ran, but the 'enzymes' that are the tell tales were there. Luckily, I have lots of blood drawn, so there was a path of blood samples on me, going back many, many years. I managed to scare the EEEE-mortal-SHIZT out of Mrs Schteveo and Grammy Schteveo. But I knew what was happening the whole time, and I didn't EVER say heart attack to them. I let the medical types and EMT's do that.
So, I had a cardiac catheterization, on Friday.
They opened up one artery that had been 80% closed. There was another one that was [his term, not mine] so old, that he couldn't get a stent through the 10% opening. So that's MY fun for the weekend! Anybody else top that crap ola'?!
There a whole lot of stuff that happened with the idiots in the Va Bch E/R, but suffice it to say, that I'm not on their invitation list for the Yearly Satisfied Customer Luncheon. Screw 'em!