Early one morning (I still consider it evening until around 5AM) at 2AM, I told my parents, "I feel like something deeper is wrong, it's hard to lay down, catch my breath, and I feel a sharp stabbing pain in my chest." (Something to note is, my dad has had open heart surgery when I was a kid, so, he knows the pain too well of something being wrong and no one listening). - After an hour of not being able to sleep with mom resting on dad's recliner next to me in the living room, she could hear my breath seemed shallow and sharp.

Emergency personnel arrived, and after 30 minutes, they said my vitals seemed fine, just blood pressure was slightly higher than standard. I felt that seriously something was wrong, he could see how much pain I was in to even stand up so he made the informed decision to take me in. The doctor I had was horrible (glad he got fired, found out only recently he did for some stuff he did in his off time that is a big yikes), telling me, "So, you're in so much pain that if I were to shoot you, you're saying what you feel is worse?" I said, "Well, of course not..." his response? "So, your pain may be more like a 4 or 5..." I said, "I say 7 or 8, I am sensitive to pain."

Around 5AM, I hear outside my curtain door, "Do you want me to tell her it wasn't all in her head, or, you?" and I hear the doctor reply, "You're only a nurse if you want to tell her? Go ahead." and he yelled (my favorite nurse I've seen many times before), "I can't believe we missed this before." so the doctor who got fired yelled, "You fucking go and tell her then! I have other shit to do with my time." A deep sigh came out of his mouth as he walked in smiling, "We got answers. You have gallstones." so I said, "Mom is in the bathroom.. but, I heard you.. and him.. thank you for fighting for me." and you can just see his eyes well up and he walked over, hugged me, "You were right all along, I expressed concerns after you left last time and I am tired of not being heard. Maybe this time, they will listen."

I told him I would do my best to express how he listened to me more than everyone else ever did. I went through my medical records and it took them less than 4 hours to find what was wrong, but, 7 to 10 visits to the ER or Urgent Care and no one saw anything in that entire year span?! Ooof. - It turns out now when I search that nurse's name I trust? He has become a doctor for the hospital and took over the position that the doctor who gave me hell did, glad that things are working out well for him.