I sent my husband to work while I fight to get him help. Looking over to the passenger side of the car at my husband's greyish hue and worried. He will be alone for an hour until the others drifted in. What if he drops, will they walk in and find him crumpled up over his keyboard with his headset still attached to his ears. There is no choice, no matter what the signs are they said it wasn't heart related. It doesn't matter that he is now dry heaving. We are turned away without further investigation. We need the money. No matter what we have to have a roof overhead. I see the hopelessness hunch him over again. Will it ever end. Where are the doctors who would go the extra mile? Where are the doctors who love the challenges? I don't know, I just know I sent my husband to work with a greyish hue and I am hitting brick walls everywhere I turn.
Tue Jul 12, 2011 at 5:52 AM PT: Yesterday I was able to speak with my husband's old cardiologist. He looked at the records tests, etc. He is 99 percent sure it is not heart related. He knows my husband and knows that it is not a panic issue. He recommended seeing a nerologist. I got a hold of a internist who "likes challenges", I also spoke with the paitent advocate at the hospital. got to run and pick him up