Every summer, I get to travel back home to see my family and friends. This is always the highlight of the year, getting see everyone after a year away! However, it is a tiring experience as I am flying more than 13 hours and my night and day gets shifted. Plus, it’s an exhausting time of the year and can get really busy being home. Well this summer was no exception.
After 4 days of being home in NY, I got on a plane again to see my brother in Memphis. I knew this would be the only time I could really get to talk and catch up with him in person over the summer. So, I gathered my things and boarded the plane. After arriving in Memphis on Monday night, I was getting used to the really hot Memphis temperature.
The next morning, we headed to a well known brunch place called Brother Juniper’s. We got a table quickly and ordered an open face omelet and Belgian waffle. We were excited to eat. I took one small bite of my waffle. Then, I knew I couldn’t eat anymore. I started feeling nauseous and all of a sudden started sweating. I rested my hand on my head and continued to feel faint. I whispered to my brother that I needed to leave now. He quickly got a takeout container for the food we barely touched and we left the restaurant.
He went to get the car and I sat down with my head on my lap, waiting for him to come. As I dealt with the unbearable pain in my stomach I was glad when he brought the car up to the restaurant. I lay down on the back seat as he drove home quickly. I couldn’t believe this was happening again. At least this time I didn’t faint in the beauty salon or get put on an ambulance car in the middle of my reading workshop summer institute like the previous years.
As I lay in my brother’s bed with horrible stomach cramps and the fan blowing in my face, my brother took out his stethoscope to take my heart beat.
“Your heart beat is normal. That’s good.” He told me. Then he proceeded to tell me if it wasn’t normal, it could be some kind of heart problem. Luckily, my brother, who just graduated from medical school and his two other intern roommates were there. No need for a hospital this time! After a few hours, I felt the Advil kicking in and was able to explore and eat my way through Memphis.
The waffle I only got one bite of!
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