"I'm experiencing a little chest pain..."

So, we're in our church service last night, and it is getting towards the end and Tim leans over to me and says, "I'm experiencing a little chest pain - I'm just going out to the lobby to get some water".  I say, "OK".  Now, I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer sometimes, but as the minutes tick by it occurs to me I should probably go out and check on him.  So I go out to the lobby and he is nowhere to be found.  Finally, my phone rings and I barely make out, "I'm in the green room".  So I make my way back there to see him hooked up on oxygen (which explains why I could barely understand him) and find an ambulance has been called!  He had been having pretty sharp chest pains but after having baby asprin and oxygen they decreased.  Our amazing friends, the Perrella's, took the kids, gave me their car keys in exchange for our van keys, and said, "Go!"  So I went to Tampa General and was immediately escorted to him in Chest Pain room 7.  After 3 rounds of blood tests 3 hours apart (which all came back normal), numerous normal EKGs and finally a stress test (that was to take place between 8-12 this morning and finally happened around 2 this afternoon) where the result was "equivocal" (which they said means it looked mostly good but it was slightly questionable) we were free to go, after a few stern warnings to follow up with a cardiologist.  We walked out of there somewhat dazed and said to each other, "Now what was that all about?"  Tim's father died only a few years older than Tim is now of congestive heart failure, which Tim attributes to copious amounts of coffee and cigarettes, but since there is a family history, no one wanted to take any chances.  In that short amount of time we were overwhelmed by phone calls and texts - what an incredible blessing to feel the care of others.  Please continue to pray for wisdom and healing.  Blessings!