Beats Per Second Would Be Even Worse
AUSTRALIA, BRISBANE, FRIENDS, HOSPITAL, QUEENSLAND, STUPID | HEALTHY | NOVEMBER 21, 2018
(I have just had to rush my daughter to the hospital with a heart-related issue. I call my husband and send a text to friends that I am supposed to be going out with that evening. One friend isn’t always with it.)
Me: “Sorry, I am stuck in hospital with [Daughter]; she has a heartbeat of 204 bpm and they are trying to stabilise it.”
Friend: “So, what time will you be here?”
Me: “I can’t come.”
Friend: “Why not? You still have two hours before we leave.”
Me: “Because [Daughter] is in hospital and I won’t leave her.”
Friend: “Oh, is 204 bpm bad?”
Me: “204 beats a minute? Yes, it’s bad.”
Friend: “Oh, I didn’t know you meant per minute.”
(She did wish us well, and our daughter’s heart rate was brought down, though she needs lifelong medication to keep it there.)
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