eddie - A heart attack had always been an abstract and...

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A heart attack had always been an abstract and distant fear in my mind until the night I discovered how painstakingly real this experience could be. I remember the feeling of tears building from within as I walked into the emergency room and saw my father, my strong and proud father, lying helpless and pale on the hospital bed with tubes extending from every part of his body. “I can’t let him see me cry” was what I had to tell myself to keep the tears locked deep inside me and to acclimate to the awkward calm feeling that I felt as I had passed through the waiting room moments before. My dad was in so much pain he could barely speak. I stayed with him for a few minutes but then was forced to wait outside with my siblings. For the first time in a long while my family was all together, and I thought how strange it was that it took such an extreme and terrible situation to get us all there, seeing as how my sister lived hours away, one of my brothers was away at college, and my other brother was just simply not around. We were quiet for
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