I just spent most of the day in the hospital. Its terrifying. My mom has been having chest pains for the past couple weeks and has had to take Nitro. Then last week they told her that she needed to go in for a heart cath and might need a stint put in. So we spent the day at the hospital waiting around to find out what was going on. Turns out she's fine but needs to exercise more to strengthen her heart. I felt like a huge weight was lifted when I heard the good news but until the doctor came into the waiting room, I was a nervous wreck.

My grandmother, who is in her 80's, just had a stint put in and my mom is only in her early 50's. My mother is the youngest of three and both her brother's died in their fifties of heart disease. We're all scared that my mother is next. My dad, grandmother and I all waited as patiently as we could to find out what was going on with my mom. And my little piss ant of a brother never even called to see how she was doing. How do I keep from hating him? How can he be so selfish? When he found out that my mom might have to stay overnight for observation he asked if he could spend the night at a friends house. It's so hard not to be angry with him for his attitude and the way he treats her (my mother's chest pains have usually followed an arguement with him). I just don't get it...