I know from experience how unexpected this can be. My wife was away, I'd been at the Scottish National meet, felt great after being voted best ZT. Went to bed, got up during the night for the loo, don't feel right, threw up, cold sweat, unbelievable pain in both upper arms. Only me and the dogs in the house! This is far from right, phoned 999, ambulance arrived, wired me up "you're having a heart attack!". Stent fitted and, thankfully, been fine since. Rather sobering when you know how few people survive a heart attack that occurs outside a hospital.
What happened to my father showed me fitness means nothing. He wasn't overweight, walked the dog every day, cycled the 4 mile round trip into town for his morning paper every day, weather permitting . . . . he had an survivable stroke.
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