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Jonah - POTS Syndrome

I really hope you guys like this one. It is hella long. My best friend actually has this which is how I know about it. If you don't know what it is I tell you in the actual writing but I'll let you know that it's a heart condition.

I also know that I have not been doing the stereotypical sickfic so I am sorry about that but I hope you guys are liking them still. 😔😔💛

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Recently Jonah has been getting out of breath really fast. It usually happened from him doing almost nothing. He would stand up and instantly be out of breath. Going to the gym was an absolute nightmare. The gym trip would usually end with him crying in his car from the pain in his chest.

That's exactly what was happening right now. Jonah had been in the gym for approximately fifteen minutes when he started to get a tight pain in his chest and he couldn't breath. He took a one minute break and sat down on the bench. He hadn't done much except for a simple bench press and some squats with the weights.

When he tried to stand from the bench he got winded and dizzy. He stumbled a bit on his feet and tried to blink away the blurry vision. That only made it worse and Jonah went toppling to the floor.

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Jonah woke up with four strangers all hovering over him. He felt fingers at his neck, "Don't worry kid you were only out for like a minute and she's just taking your beats per minute." A dark skinned man said to him gently when he saw the panicked look on his face.

"His heart rate is 142 beats per minute. Which is definitely not healthy one bit. For a boy his size his resting heart rate should be in a range from 60 to 100 beats per minute. He was just laying here so there is no reason for his heart rate to be that high." The younger lady who previously had her fingers on his neck stood up with a confused look on her face.

It was Jonah's turn to speak up. "How do you know all of this?"

"I'm a medical student."

Jonah quickly sat up and the ginger man sitting across from him gently pushed his chest back slightly. "Son I'm going to have to ask you to relax."

"You have an Apple Watch?" The lady looked at his left arm.

"Um yeah why does it matter?" Jonah was confused on why it mattered.

"Because we can check your heart rate quicker with it silly goose. Can I see your phone?"

Jonah unlocked and handed her his phone. She went to the App Store and downloaded an app with Jonah's help. She then connected it to his Apple Watch and the got his heart rate which had dropped to 73 beats per minute in less than five minutes.

"That is definitely not good. You should go see a doctor immediately." This lady looked at him with concerned eyes even though she didn't even know his name.

"Okay I will. Now can I get up?" The lady laughed and the dark skinned man from before helped him up slowly.

When Jonah stood up he got that dizzy feeling again and was struggling to catch his breath. He grabbed the mans shoulder for support because he felt like he was going to fall over again. He grabbed his chest because that damn pain was back again. He felt fine again a few moments later. He quietly thanked the nice people and walked back to the locker room so he could leave.

He needed to cry and he wasn't going to let anyone see. As soon as he reached his car he burst into tears. He had no idea why his body was so fucked up all of a sudden. All he knew was that he wanted this pain in his chest to go away.

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Jonah quickly drove home so that he could go to sleep. He was exhausted but he barely did anything that day. He stumbled into the house and shouted a goodnight to the guys who were in the living room watching a movie or something.