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I think it gave everyone in question a big scare. He works in the hospital complex he ended up at (but not in that section), so some of his colleagues who were working came to visit him when I was there. I also got a bit of a lecture over the phone from his sister about how I needed to look after him in lieu of family and how I couldn't let anything happen to him (the rest of his family lives in the south of England, about 5.5 hours away by train).
They think it's nothing serious (they made him do some stretches and based on the pain location and what he could and couldn't do think it's a pulled muscle in the chest), but there's still blood test results pending. I can definitely assure you it's not coffee related- he refuses to drink that.
I'm hoping this spurs him to do something to help him lose weight. I obviously worry about him. He actually brought up his weight to me a few times while we were waiting between nurse/ doctor visits in the hospital- that it was a risk factor and all that sort of thing. I'm really hoping that means that he'll try harder at the weight thing (when he's better, he needs to get better first). He expected he'd need a chest x-ray to eliminate something more serious, but he didn't get one because he's never smoked and he rarely drinks (he drinks maybe one or two units every three or four months, absolute tops), and after the doctor essentially said "you don't need an x-ray, you can go home" he was musing to me that he should've gotten an x-ray because his weight is a risk factor for the kinds of things they were looking for.
On the bus on the way up yesterday I really did fear the worst. He told me he considered not telling me that he was going to hospital, because he knew I'd come (despite not feeling well), but then decided that that would've been worse (if nothing else, he would've had hell to pay from me later!!!).
I'll be very glad when the day is over. I spent most of today in bed (we got back to his place very late- the buses weren't running back to my place by the time we got out- and it was a disturbed night because he was in pain and I was worried and so couldn't sleep properly), but I'm absolutely exhausted. Still got a bit of nervous energy bouncing around me though (been slowly dissipating since I got home) and so going to bed at the moment would be really pointless.
They think it's nothing serious (they made him do some stretches and based on the pain location and what he could and couldn't do think it's a pulled muscle in the chest), but there's still blood test results pending. I can definitely assure you it's not coffee related- he refuses to drink that.
I'm hoping this spurs him to do something to help him lose weight. I obviously worry about him. He actually brought up his weight to me a few times while we were waiting between nurse/ doctor visits in the hospital- that it was a risk factor and all that sort of thing. I'm really hoping that means that he'll try harder at the weight thing (when he's better, he needs to get better first). He expected he'd need a chest x-ray to eliminate something more serious, but he didn't get one because he's never smoked and he rarely drinks (he drinks maybe one or two units every three or four months, absolute tops), and after the doctor essentially said "you don't need an x-ray, you can go home" he was musing to me that he should've gotten an x-ray because his weight is a risk factor for the kinds of things they were looking for.
On the bus on the way up yesterday I really did fear the worst. He told me he considered not telling me that he was going to hospital, because he knew I'd come (despite not feeling well), but then decided that that would've been worse (if nothing else, he would've had hell to pay from me later!!!).
I'll be very glad when the day is over. I spent most of today in bed (we got back to his place very late- the buses weren't running back to my place by the time we got out- and it was a disturbed night because he was in pain and I was worried and so couldn't sleep properly), but I'm absolutely exhausted. Still got a bit of nervous energy bouncing around me though (been slowly dissipating since I got home) and so going to bed at the moment would be really pointless.