Thursday night we had quite the scare in our family. While I was working my sister came down and said my mom was having really bad chest pains and I needed to go upstairs.

So, I run upstairs and find her hold her chest trying to catch her breath. My first words are “Do you need to go to the hospital”. Of course she’s stubborn and says no no it’s just gas. While gasping for air and in obvious pain. Naturally I hound, and tell her to get dressed that we’re going to the ER. Eventually she folds because one of her arm starts to burn/tingle. Clear sign of heart attack.

We get to the ER and they run a bunch of tests. They said that they later were 97% sure she didn’t have a heart attack but there is the 3 percent which she may have. Well, this isn’t like discussing the best acne treatment or anything. This is serious. The doctor said he’d like her to stay for observation and such however, they didn’t have room in that hospital for her. This hospital is pretty small and more or less just a stop to go to a bigger one.

So, she decides to go to Ball hospital and they transport her with an ambulance. Nothing is more horrible than seeing your mother on a stretcher, even though she wasn’t in immediate danger it is still horrible to see.

After spending the night and most of the day in the hospital and getting poked and prodded and ran on the treadmill, they find out…nothing. She has high cholesterol but they couldn’t find the cause of her pain. She has to go back in in a couple of weeks to see a doctor but however, nothing. Imagine that. She still has the pains but they aren’t that bad she says.

Hopefully they can find out what’s going on as it isn’t her heart. So on Friday-Saturday afternoon I ended up sleeping 15 straight hours. Whew. Damn mom! She needs to not scare everyone like that haha.