In the summer of 1983, I was seven and a half years old. My mother was packing to go overseas to see my grandfather. My maternal grandfather was dying, and she wanted to see him before his time came. She was scheduled to leave the following evening, but when morning arrived, she received news that my grandfather had already passed away in his sleep. During those early morning hours, he suffered what doctors believe was a silent heart attack due to systemic inflammation from rheumatoid arthritis (RA). They came to this diagnosis because he had suffered from a silent heart attack earlier that year, and they were certain that first attack was RA related. READ MORE.