This is why searching on things medical is bad. Our first advice to anyone we meet who is newly, first time, pregnant is to get rid of any medical books they might have bought for it. (Which shows how long it is since we were in the 'hanging around with people likely to become pregnant' demographic). All the ones we tried basically had two flow charts 'bad stuff happens - death' or 'bad stuff happens - miscarriage - death' I guess they are just covering their backsides but still, precious little use to an anxious parent to be with a twinge at 11:30 on a Friday evening...
I'm not sure about this. There's a lot of paternalism associated with pregnant mothers. And a lot of belief that pregnancy was dangerous, but isn't anymore. It's better, but babies and mothers still die, more often than you'd expect. For example, I've got two friends, whom I am very close to, who both had still births. Full term, otherwise perfect babies who were dead. One went to hospital in early stages of a labour and was sent home. The next day, there was no heartbeat, and she had the ordeal of delivering a baby she knew was dead. The other one had an incompetent midwife who couldn't detect a heartbeat midway through labour and kept thinking it was an equipment failure. As it turned out, it was because the baby's heart had stopped, and by the time an ambulance was finally called, it was too late. Maybe a little ill-informed proaction from the parents might have made a difference.
I've got a friend who was advised to see a chest specialist because of a nagging cough. He didn't get around to it for a year, and by that time the benign tumour was impinging on his spinal cord, and couldn't be removed - he survived, I am pleased to say. Another friend who is a doctor told me of a couple who came in with a lump the size of a fist on the wife's arm. Turned out to be malignant melanoma, and so far advanced they could only offer her palliative care. A little googling of their symptoms in both the above cases could have got them to help quicker by frightening them. Both these stories are pre-google, so maybe this has changed.
A colleague I didn't know well had lunch with me one day, and told me about things going on in her life. I "diagnosed" her, from reading and a tv program I had seen, with schizophrenia and found her suitable mental health support. She later thanked me for saving her life - schizophrenia has a huge death toll from suicides and accidents.
Too much information without knowledge is scary, but can save lives.
(and yes, I once had an ECG because I had indigestion. I'm not proud, but I'm not embarrassed)
PS:
@ColinJ and
@w00hoo_kent both posted while I was drafting this.