I went to DC in 2010 to research my 911 musical comedy by meeting with my friend who is the daughter of the highest ranking military officer killed at the Pentagon that day. I told my producing partners that if I had a mysterious heart attack that they'd know the illuminati got to me.

Massive heart attack the night after I met with her. When I walked myself into the emergency room and said, 'I think I'm having a heart attack' they kind of laughed and smirked at me. They sent a baby nurse in to run my vitals and her face went white and she excused herself. 11 people came rushing back in and all started working on me.

After they got me stabilized the doctor said he didn't know how I was still alive. I said, 'I have 5 children and a lot to live for.' He said, 'No, I mean right now I don't know how you're alive because your compression is only at 8%.'

If you ever have a heart attack just keep breathing as deep as you can. Lungs can pump blood too apparently.