I didn't have a stroke, but my BP at one point was 220/140 which is definitely in Danger Will Robinson territory. I felt normal during all this. They gave me something I can't remember the name of in an IV. When they discovered the elevated cardiac enzyme, they game me aspirin to chew and moved me back to the actual ER. At some point, they started giving me oral BP meds, I think while I was still in the ER, which are also what I now have a prescription for.

This all started when I went to the dentist to get a crown done and they took my BP and it was sky high. After about 20 minutes or so of me saying I felt fine, they went ahead and did the crown which took 3 hours or so (they make the crown on site, so there was a lot of waiting). I thought maybe I should go get my BP taken somewhere else in case it wasn't just a faulty BP monitor at the dentist, so I went to an urgent care where I waited another 45 minutes or so while they saw a bunch of people getting Covid tests and some girl with a hurt finger before me. And yes, I told them it was in the 220 range when I checked in. Finally saw a doctor there and she said they couldn't do anything in office and told me I needed to go to the ER and was talking about strokes. Even though I've been both actively and passively suicidal at different points, stroke was something I never even considered. If I couldn't work anymore, I think I'd just be done at that point. So I drove to the ER. Told them I was there for high BP and showed them the paperwork from the urgent care and I still had to wait although it was probably only 15 minutes this time. They stuck me in a room right behind the intake desk and I heard another finger injury get taken straight away for vitals, so I'm now convinced finger injuries are the key to getting seen quickly. Seriously, you'd think they'd at least take my BP before sending me off to the waiting area.