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More likely scared Sh*tless.

Well, that's more like it--but my BIL would try to keep us from getting nervous and frightened while we tried to cheer him up.

It hard to remember those very difficult times at the hospital with my BIL. My sister lived in hospital waiting rooms, and now, because of his diabetes along with the heart transplant (about nine years ago), he's having problems again--not rejection, but probably overmedication. He passed out early this week and cracked his collarbone, and he passed out again yesterday, but didn't hurt himself. The doc is going to refer him to yet another specialist and see if they can find out what's wrong. It's very worrying.

"More likely scared Sh*tless."
Probably not, he sure is the center of everyone's attention right now.

I never had heart trouble or high blood pressure, but at 10AM on March 18,2003, on my day off, while reading through FR forum I had a "no doubt about it" heart attach. The pain was an ache in my left arm for a half hour. A heaviness in my chest. Then a sharp chest pain that shot down my left arm and lodged in my left palm. It stayed there. I also had deep achy chest pain in my left chest. I had trouble Stanton and walking. Went to my bed and lay on my left side. I Was aware of what was happening.

Hubby called 911 and 20 min later I was in emergency. I became nauseous and started throwing up. They were warming up the paddle on the way to the hospital. I was aware of everything going on but too weak to respond much. At the hospital they cut my clothes off me and stuck an aspirin under my toung. Got IVs ready and took me off to get a stent. I asked the nurse in emergency if I was going to die and she said "not on my shift".

I could see my poor husband walking back and forth trying to see what they were doing to me. I was given morphine at that point and the stent was secured in place. I never did get to talk to him, BUT I WAS NEVER AFRAID. Never Scared. I was hospitalized 3 days sent home and back at work by April 31.
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