near as I can figure, here's what happened

This might take a while to write as I get interrupted by this or that procedure. In fact, let's keep things short and sweet.

I've been in the hospital since Friday morning. A woman found me at work, trying and failing to climb the stairs. She asked whether I needed help; I of course said no, then collapsed. Very luckily, an ex-doctor was passing by; he either called 119 or had someone make the call. He kept me alive via CPR. I don't remember any of this, but the central fact of my existence since Friday has been extreme chest pain. Every time I cough or move is agony.

The heart attack was due to complete blockage of a blood vessel in my chest, which sounds suspiciously like what happened to my father in 2006 when he was 64. You'd think the docs would have caught a complete blockage well ahead of this, but such was not my luck. Anyway, I got stented.

My boss, who is my official guardian at Samsung Hospital, contacted my brothers, and possibly also my best buddy Michael. (Actually, one of my brothers contacted Michael via text.)

There's a lot more to talk and speculate about, but I'm expecting to see Sean tonight, and maybe Jeff at some point. David has apparently contrived a way to work remotely while in Seoul, so he ought to be fine. 

Basically, I'm not dead yet, but even if I die, I've programmed posts through most of December to occupy your attention. If I make it out of Samsung Hospital, I'll be sure to make a fuller report.