Hooner

I had a extremely weird experience last night that I would like to share, and ask for your perspectives.
Last night, I was with a bunch of my friends and a school director. This director has a known history of heart conditions, and lately had been talking about his left arm hurting. At one point of the conversation he left without explanation, and returned to his room in the dorms. We follow him and ask if he's alright. He came out of his room looking completely exhausted and sort of grabbing his chest. He said he was fine, but he was just upset by a particular topic. So he returns back to the lobby and talks it out with us. He has a very strange gait and seems to have no energy (even if it's 2 in the morning, it was odd behavior).
He goes to bed, and I consider more and more whether or not he might have had a minor heart attack (or is about to have one). I have had two family members experience heart attacks and he was showing the same signs, such as extreme fatigue, his gait, his left arm...
At about 3 in the morning I decide that perhaps, safe is better than sorry so I round up my roommate and we head downstairs to check on him. His door is open, the lights are all on. We call his name for 2 minutes. I decided to enter the room and my roommate went to call 911. I knew this was bad protocol but I was taught that when there is the possibility for life-threatening danger it's better to shoot first, ask questions later. So I enter his room and he is on his bed. I call his name, and shake him for what amounted to 5 minutes. He just wouldn't wake up. Eventually, he did but he was so unresponsive.
By the time the ambulance came, he had woken up and was berating me for doing this. He refuses treatment from the ambulance workers, and makes me and my roommate sit down for 3 hours and...drags us through either insanity or multiple insecurities.
He kept asking me: Who do you think you are? You are so wrong. This is so rude, what you have done. I don't even know what to say, etc. I explained to him that his symptoms resembled that of a heart attack and he admitted to having had one thursday. But he was not all there; as soon as he would admit his health problems, he would attack me in so many ways. He repeated the questions over and over and eventually, I just decided to shut my mouth and take it as he was not listening to either of us.
I understand that I may have overreacted, but he managed to dump all of his life's insecurities unto me and my roommate in 3 hours: he's worried that people make fun of him because he's had a stroke (which is news to us, as that would explain the right arm phenomenon), he's feeling alone, he's vulnerable about his health, about student affairs.
He said some unforgivable things. He said that he felt like a rape victim. This greatly upset my roommate as her friend was a rape victim. He also attacked us on our political and religious stances; he even managed to explain why Halloween was evil. But the worst thing he said, to me, was that if a student ever was violently ill, he'd not take them to the hospital by his car, because of this incident.
It was at that point I snapped out of this nightmare and realized he was insecurity dumping. At that point, I got my roommate out of there and we excused ourselves for bed.
Would I have done it again? You bet. I was concerned about his health, and the fact that he had recently had a heart attack has me even more concerned. I was taught that as far as severe health problems go, waiting is the worst idea. I don't really care what happens to me from this point, he said something about legal charges and I'm not entirely sure where his case would be...I think what I'll do is just continue to have fun at my college and be apologetic every time I see him. It was just unbelievably bizarre.
So if you have any thoughts please feel free to do so. If you're of the opposite opinion, feel free to state so. I just sat through an interrogation process that could rival FBI and Al Queda for peep's sake.