Frank, I know what you are feeling. I was married to Bud for 29, almost 30 years. He was several years older than me and I always worried about him. However, hewas not ill. He was in fact feeling pretty good as our daughter had just finished law school and we had successfully refinanced our house, afer the law school bills, etc. Anyway I woke him up in his chair where he was watching TV. He went into bed as usual, kiseed me good ight and we both fell asleep. He got up about midnight and I asked him if he was okay, he said yes, it was hot in the house. I didn't worry as it is often warm for me. He went and got a cup of coffee and a cigarette, a normal routine for him as he would often get up and have a smoke and come back to bed. This time I heard him call out and he said he couldn't catch his breath. I asked if I should call 911 and he said yes. While I was on the phone I was yelling for him to breath and said I love you. His eyes said everything in that instant. Right after that I lost him. This was in the space of an hour by the time I went to the hospital. Now my daughter is falling apart and I am trying to keep things going. My heart goes out to you!! Suze