Oddly enough, the same day that I found out that work was going to pay for my school, I was sharing this wonderful news with this guy who works with me and in mid conversation he casually says, “EHhhh, I’m having chest pains”.
Just to A little background on this guy, he’s an older gentleman, a couple years from retirement, overweight, diabetic, and has had a heart attack within the last five years. So when he says he’s having chest pains, it’s kind of a big deal. So immediately my boss and I persuaded him to go see doctor right away.
Sure enough, an hour or two later we get a call from him saying his doctor checked him into the hospital for a couple of days because they need to run some tests*.
Then later that day my step-mom calls me and tells me my little brother, Gates, broke his hip playing baseball. Without going into all the detail; but because he had such a huge growth spurt this year he essentially grew so much that his bones hadn’t caught up.
Poor kid, he’s such a giant.
*UPDATE: The guy at work didn’t have another heart attack and should be returning to work soon.
