Micah's Perspective

I was napping with the kids while Michelle went to our family physician to get checked out.  She called me to say the Dr wanted her at the ER and wanted someone to drive her.  The office is 15 minutes from home and I needed to get both kids up and dressed, so I said, "give me 20-25 minutes".  She said ok and hung up.  About 2 minutes later, she called back.  She said the Dr said 20 minutes was too long...get here now. 
So now I start to panic a little.  I left the kids in their jammies, put them in the back of the car without strapping them in their seats, told them to sit down and took off.  I called my father-in-law, informed him of the situation and asked him to meet me at the ER to get the kids, which he agreed to do.
Once all the tests were complete, the Dr's didn't know what to make of her situation, because of her age.  Everything pointed to a heart attack, but they didn't want to take anything for granted.  It might be something else.  They decided to admit her and investigate other options, with the first step being a stress test the next morning.
I called my work and  told them what was going on.  Fortunately we were slow at the time and everyone told me to take all the time I needed, which was a big blessing.  My mom and sister jumped right in and agreed to share the responsibility of our 2 kids for as long as we needed.  Another blessing.  So work and the kids were taken care of.  Check.
The next morning, the cardiologist cancelled the stress test and wanted to go straight for a heart catherization.  Michelle's heart rate was too low for a stress test.  Ok, now things are escalating. 
The heart cath revealed that her LAD artery was too small.  The cath did not reveal why, so now we needed a cardiac MRI.  This could only be done at John Hopkins or Hershey.  We opted for Hershey.
The cardiologist was fairly convinced that it was Myocarditis, an infection in the heart (basically, her heart had a cold and would get better with rest).  Myocarditis can cause blood work to look like it does when someone has a heart attack.  But she wanted to be sure.  So she was transferred by ambulance to Hershey 2 days later (that's as soon as they could see her).
The cardiac MRI at Hershey confirmed heart attack.  The MRI revealed a Myocardial Bridge.  Basically, her heart muscle, for an unknown reason, grew up and over her LAD artery and has probably been like that since birth.  Every time her heart beats, it pinches off the artery.  The artery was underdeveloped and even too small for a stint.  So really, nothing could be done.  We would be discharged home the next day and follow up with a cardiologist to take her case.  So we had some answers, but many more that would have to wait to be answered.
 At this time, I will admit that the situation hadn't hit me yet.  We had been through trials before and God was always faithful to see us through.  I thought, ok, I wonder how God is going to work this one out?  I really wasn't scared yet.  We would later conclude that I went into survival mode.  I needed to be strong for my family, and my personality is perfect for this "do what needs done without much feeling" role.
Little did I know that, a month and a half later, God would perform a miracle in me that would change our marriage for the better and help foster Michelle's healing process.