How much more can we take?

My Dad had a heart attack today. He's fine, but really what the hell did my family do to piss off the gods? He was having heart burn last night, got up around 11pm to take some antacid then went to work this morning was still having heart burn then started to feel faint so HE DROVE HIMSELF TO THE HOSPITAL! I have already had the "you don't do that" talk with him, but I am not sure it took. They found almost complete blockage in the major artery in the right side of his heart. They put a stint in and it opened him right up. According to my brother he is hanging out in CICU giving the nurses guff and watching the playoffs. I talked to him, he sounds like himself, my brother said other than the monitors and IV he looks fine, just like himself. Richard took a couple of pictures of him and emailed them to me so I could see for myself and sure enough he looks like the Dad I know and love. I am 3000 miles away from him and I hate that I can't go see him, hold his hand, make him smile in real time. Hopefully he will go home on Wednesday or Thursday. He's lucky, if it had happened in the middle of the night while he was sleeping he would have died, he lives alone. Again I say, what the hell did we do, really?