My younger brother has been staying with me for a month or so, having had a rough stretch of luck brought on by what some might term as questionable decisions recently.
This morning he woke up lightheaded and with chest pain; he thought he had bronchitis, and wanted to be seen by a doctor and hopefully get some antibiotics going. I brought him to the emergency room where they brought him in for treage ahead of people with visible injuries.
After they took him in, I waited outside in my car; far more comfortable than the waiting room chairs. After 2 hours of waiting and my anxiety creeping upward a bit, he came outside in a hospital gown and told me that an EKG had shown "abnormal" results and that they wanted to perform some more tests.
I left him with my cell phone and drove home, now wondering if my 35 year old brother has suffered a mild heart attack.
Update: bronchitis. Evidently, he has an unusual heartbeat rhythm that prompted all sorts of curiosity and worry with the doctors. They beat the shit out of him with stress tests - treadmill to the point of exhaustion, essentially - and his heart is strong and healthy.
*sigh*
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