- Holy Shit guys
- April 6th, 2008
So today is Sean's (my brother) birthday and I called the house to see about dinner plans. Sean answered the phone and was like "yeah, I don't know about dinner. Mom had to take Dad to the hospital." (My dad is in town) and I was like "Why?" thinking maybe he'd popped one of his hernia stitches or something. Sean says "Mom thinks he had a heart attack," and I was like "WHAT?!"
Apparently last night when they were driving back from San Antonio my dad felt really dizzy/nauseous/like he was going to pass out and he'd been having left neck pain all day so my mom thought he was having/had a heart attack. The EKG didn't show anything though, and my dad sounded fine when I talked to him, but they are still doing a few more tests.
But oh my goooosh, I just about died. My poor dad!
ETA: He's fine, thank goodness, and we went to dinner at Chez Zee. Buut he is going in for a stress test tomorrow and is seeing another cardiologist on Friday. My dad is always having health problems in Austin. No bueno.