I went over to my parents' house yesterday to pick up my brother since he was going to stay with me for th eweekend. When I got there my mom said my dad wasn't feeling good and his stomach was hurting. He was feeling really bad, so after an hour or so he hurt so bad that I took him to the Urgent Care. They loked at him and said that they thought he had a minor heart attack. They got an ambulance over there and rushed him to the ER. They did some more tests that still didn't rule out a heart attack, but kinda saw that it might possibly not be one, too. They did some more tests and found that he had a large gall bladder stone lodged in te passageway. The pain was making his heart do strange things. They rushed him in ti emergency surgery and removed his gall bladder He is doing fine now. Scariest day I have ever had. My dad is my best friend and the tought of losing him scared the [I love Jeeps] out of me. When he got out, he was in good spirits. He looks very Italian and when I went to see him in his hospital room, he said in his best Italian accent "You gotta take care of the guy who did this to me" and "you gotta take care of da family" /forums/images/graemlins/rotfl.gif /forums/images/graemlins/rotfl.gif I am going to get ready to head back over to the hospital in a few minutes.