The good news is that I didn't have a heart attack
The Bad news is that I have yet another unneccessary trip to the emergency room to put on my credit card bill along with a ride in an ambulance and a hospital stay. It really sucks to have nuisance ailments whose symptoms imitate the warning signs of a heart attack. Carried out on a gurney in the glow of those flashing red lights, people looking out their windows to see what the fuss is about...and it's either acid reflux or a panic attack. If only there was a way to test for those things when the EMT arrives other than eliminating the fact that it *wasn't* heart-related first.