Off to the ER!

I woke up in the middle of the night again, feeling like an elephant was sitting on my chest. Hubby gave me a couple of tums and I went back to sleep, trying to find a comfortable position. Around 5:30, the dog was barking and I woke up, feeling that awful pain. I got up and could not shake it. I took tums and then took a baby aspirin because I was scared I may be having a heart attack. I woke up my teenager and had her drive me to the ER. I called 911 from my cell and the dispatcher had a squad meet us at a restaurant in town. They were so kind to us and my daughter rode in the front with the driver. They drew blood and gave me nitro just in case I was having a heart attack. The pain stayed. Long story short, after the blood tests came back fine and the chest xray was okay, I was diagnosed with gastritis. OH my gosh that is kind of embarrassing, but my mom in law seems to think that I am having gall bladder issues, as this is the second time this has happened to me. Both times I have eaten my hubby's bbq spare ribs for dinner, so guess what I'm not having for dinner anymore :)