Quite a few years ago I had a panic attack-I absolutely could not breathe. I wasn't sure if I was having a heart attack (this was my first panic attack), so my boys called the emts, and as they were taking me into the ambulance, my little DD started crying. Not because I was being taken away on a gurney...she yelled, "You were supposed to take me to the pool. Now who's going to take me?" Thank God that never happened again...that scared the heck out of me...not the DD, the panic attack