Heart attack scare at 50!

Why is it my body lasted 50 years and then then I have a really scary moment when I think I am having a heart attack. Nearly two weeks ago I am sitting at my desk preparing for my next lesson when it feels as though I am having a heart attack. All of the signs and symptoms are there; tightness of the chest, rapid heart rate, left arm tingling and cold, clammy hands. I will always be grateful to a friend who took over and phoned for the ambulance. Thankfully the symptoms did not get any worse because the ambulance took 30 minutes to arrive. From a 999 call that is unacceptable. The operator rang me back twice just to check I was still alive because the crew where held up on another call.
An over night stay at Sunderland Royal with some very nice food followed. It really was very nice and the tea trolley seemed to come round the ward every twenty minutes. I managed to take some very good photos with all the leads attached! The good news is that it wasn't a heart attack; something is wrong with the heart but they are not sure what. I am now on the list to have an angiogram. Hopefully this will happen before Christmas but we all know what the NHS is like. Fingers crossed.
What is worth mentioning about this whole experience is the attitude of people when they hear what happened. Their first reaction is to tell you that this is a warning and I should start to change my lifestyle. Why should the assumption be that it is the fault of the patient. I have obviously been eating to much fat and having lots of cream with my cake! My only vice before the incident was coffee. Caffeine has now gone and it is de-caff all the way. I thought the change would be very difficult but I am managing very well. I am certainly feeling better for it.
I am just starting my second week off work and the break has really helped. I have had plenty off rest and forced myself to watch day time T.V! I had forgotten how good The Streets of San Francisco was!!

I hadn't realised that it had been so long since my last post. very lazy of me.