He shook his head.
“You’re making this sound more serious than it is.”
The nurse didn’t argue. She checked his monitor again, asked him a few more questions, and stepped toward the door to call for assistance.
Then she heard him say something that made her turn around.
“Actually… could you tell me why my chest feels so strange?”
She returned to his bedside immediately.
“Tell me exactly what you’re feeling.”
“It’s like a pressure. Not really pain. Just uncomfortable.”
“When did it start?”
“Maybe twenty minutes ago. I thought it would go away.”
The nurse’s expression changed.
She asked him to describe the sensation again while checking his vital signs. She noticed that his responses were becoming less clear and that he seemed unusually distracted.
“Please, don’t try to stand up,” she told him firmly. “I’m getting the doctor.”
He sighed.
“I came here because I wasn’t feeling well. Now I’m lying in a bed, and everyone is acting as if something terrible is about to happen.”
