Tuesday, August 6, 2019 is a day that is etched in my mind forever. It started as my days usually do; up early and in to work. The day promised to be a busy one, as it was clinical day for new orientees and the day would be spent demonstrating skills they need to their job. As usual, we had a large group, and desk time on these days is limited.
Around mid-morning, I had a few minutes to quickly check emails. There was one from my mom telling me she didn’t feel well. She had been up since the middle of the night, was sweating profusely and her chest hurt. She had cancelled a urology doctor’s appointment because of how she felt. In my haste and hurry, I quickly replied asking her to describe the feeling in her chest; did it feel heavy like she was getting a cold, or was it actual chest pain? Not giving it any more thought, I returned to my orientees and proceeded on with my day.