"A suspected heart attack"

Being one of those "silly old buggers", I basically ignored the chest pains that begun at lunch, and worked through the day.

But by the time I reached Central Station, I could not ignore the pain, nor the spasms in my chest/side, the difficulty in breathing.

So I called for help.

Kudos to who ever initiated first aid help at rail stations.

The man there sat me down and called an ambulance. He was professional, reassuring and calm.

The ambulance paramedics were even better.

Off to the Hospital Emergency ... the one near Martin Place.

Over the next 6 or 7 hours I received outstanding care. Even though the doctors on duty were a little baffled by what I was experiencing ... heart issues? , lung? , blood clot? pancreas? ... they were fab.

I received x rays, CAT scans, ECG, and the blood tests all seemed to happen lightning fast.

So anyway, I was discharged near midnight and I am seeing the doctor, who seems to think my diaphragm spasmed ... maybe

We will see.

I found the ER personnel brilliant, the nurses reassuring

A final, very personal note, the x-ray attendant was 100 percent fab with her discretion and understanding, over some 'personal jewellery issues' that potentially could have caused massive embarrassment.

I nearly did not call for help in fear over this ... if something like this happens again, I know now it will not be an issue.

At all times, I felt in great hands.

Thanks to the staff in the ER on duty that night!