First off, big hugs to StaceySue.

I was pretty much a blithering idiot when I had to get extra views on a mammogram, then an ultrasound because of something "strange". Didn't help that I had moved, and the prior radiology office couldn't find, or wouldn't send my films. The clinic staff was great. And nothing came of it.

Since then I've had two episodes of anaphalictic shock to the point of loss of consciousness due to allergic reaction to a wasp sting and eating squid and octapus. Got the "E-ticket" ride to the hospital the second time. The two brain cells that were still synaposing remembered that I had an epi-pen and maybe perhaps NOW! is the time to use it. No panic, just fade to black.

So when I've actually come close to dying, I was calm, or oxygen starved . But tell me that things might be ugly for a while, and death could happen, then I'm jelly.