He woke up during the night on Thursday with heartburn. Went to the kitchen in search of something to take for it and the felt pain in his left arm! Never woke me up to tell me and only told me the next morning that he got a fright because he thought he was having a heart attack, but he felt fine then and wouldn't hear of going to the doctor. He went off to work.
That afternoon he went to fetch DD to fetch her car from the panelbeaters (finally!) After that he decided to not go back to the office but to come straight home (very unusual for my workaholic man!). On the way home he felt another sharp pain in his left arm and jaw. He said afterwards that it was only the e mail that his friend had sent him about a month ago about the symptoms of heart attacks that made him phone me and ask me to make an appointment to see our dr.
The dr did an ECG and everything was normal. Thank goodness he is such an amazing dr., he said that although he didn't think it was anything serious, he did want to do some more blood tests. An hour later he phoned my DH on his cell phone and told him that he needed to go to the hospital. DH had a thousand stories, but when the doc. told him that he is waiting for him in ICU he got a fright and said he would be there.
I packed his bag and off we went. The hospital is about a kilometer from our house and when we got there the lady at the front said he had to go to ICU while I fill in the forms.
Apparantly he walked in and told the nurses that he did not really belong there and that he must be the first person ever to walk into ICU by himself. He had them all in stitches and then, just as he sat down, he had a massive heart attack. I was told afterwards that if he had been 5 minutes later, we would have lost him.
So thats why I am in awe of God's timing. How perfect is His timing that DH was exactly where he needed to be in order for his life to be saved.