After my wife’s procedure on Wednesday, things seemed ok. Come Thursday morning, things were definitely not ok. We ended up going to the emergency room to get things sorted again.
We didn’t call an ambulance, but I was definitely driving like I had sirens and lights!
By the way, we discovered the best way to skip the line in the emergency room is to complain of chest pain and hurl your lunch into a bag right in front of the admissions desk.
No worries. She was tested, treated, and released after receiving a selection of the finest medicines. We won’t be seeing the cardiologist next week as planned. We’re going to see him today!