I have been MIA all weekend and had said vlogs were on hold for a bit, so I thought I would take some time and bring you guys up to speed on the happenings in my life.
Saturday was a great day for me, Don and I woke up early, headed downtown to a farmers market, went to a music shop (I love reading sheet music, don’t ask why lol), and had an amazing brunch at the pineapple room. Yes it was the quintessential married life Saturday, and it was perfect!
After coming home we both took a little power nap, and then we ordered Italian for dinner. We ate whilst watching the movie InkHeart, Don had never seen it and I really like it. We were done with dinner and about 3/4ths of the way through the movie when all of the sudden I heard Charlie and Louis crying and yelping. This is not something they normally do, especially Louis he is not a vocal dog. I got up from the table to see what was going on, and I saw Don on the couch, with both dogs trying to sit on top of him, his eyes were halfway open and flickering, his body was slumped but shaking, and his mouth was moving from side to side. I tried shaking him, trying to get him to “wake up”, I even grabbed his glass of ice water and threw it on him, trying to get his attention. I realized nothing was working, so I called 911, which I have to say the tv version of 911 is a bit better than I got, It was a very brief phone conversation where she asked if I needed Police, Fire, or Ambulance, then asked for my address, and said they would be here in about 10 minuets, she then hung up. I was literally on the verge of tears, but I also knew I was the only one there I couldn’t panic, so I grabbed the dogs put them outside, opened my front door so they could just walk in, and moved the coffee table out of the way. The whole time this was going on Don remained completely unconscious. The fire department arrived first as we have one extremely close to us, (you probably hear it a lot in my videos), they came in and after about 30 seconds of them being here, Don started to regain consciousness, they checked his vitals and realized his oxygen levels were quite low so they put him on oxygen, and then started asking him questions.
He was so confused, he couldn’t tell them what year it was, what month it was, where he was, or what his name was. I could tell he was really trying to remember his name, and the more they asked the more frustrated he was becoming, after about 10 minutes the ambulance arrived where they determined that the length of time he was unconscious and his confusion deemed it 100% necessary for him to be transferred to the hospital. By the time they got him loaded on the bed and ready to go he’d fully come around and could tell them the year, and his name, I was told to meet them at the hospital, although they ended up taking him to the wrong hospital, but luckily the other one was only about 5 minutes away so I was able to get to him quickly when we realized the mistake.
The emergency room was so busy, there was a woman who had been hit by a car while crossing the street, a baby with aborted SIDS, and a little boy who got shot in the eye by his older slingshot wielding brother. Don was fully conscious and talking so it seemed unfair to complain that we were there until 3 in the morning, mind you I called 911 at 6:54 pm, but the nurse in charge kept apologizing and kept offering more blankets and water, and really everything he had i.e. his iPad for me after Don fell asleep. After doing a CT, Xray, and about 10 different blood tests they decided to admit him to the hospital.After getting him settled I decided to go home, as I was verging on being awake for 24 hours and knew I would be of no help to him if I let myself fall apart.
I got home and the dogs were so happy to see me, I was very lucky that my neighbor walked them for me for their usual 10pm walk. The three of us cuddled up in bed, but both dogs were anxious and I couldn’t sleep, I put on Netflix, and fell asleep at around 4:30 am. Don’s doctor called me at about 7:30 am, and had said they were getting ready to run some more tests, so I walked the dogs and headed back to the hospital.
After running a CT, MRI, EKG, Ultrasound of the heart, 4 urine tests, and a blood test every hour on the hour, they found nothing wrong with him, he is literally in picture perfect health, but why would he have had a seizure. The only answer they could give me was “we don’t know, sometimes these things happen as an early warning sign of something coming” what that something could be is anyones guess. So they sent him home, with instructions to follow up with his GP.
On the one hand it’s such a relief knowing he’s ok, but on the other hand if they can’t find anything wrong with him, they can’t fix it, and if they can’t fix it, will he continue to have seizures, will the episodes get worse, what can I do to help him?
From Saturday 6:50pm to right this moment, I am living in a current state of fear, I’m so afraid to go to sleep incase something happens, I’m afraid to go to the bathroom incase he falls (he is still quite dizzy, apparently it’s normal). Saturday made me realize how quickly my life can change, and sitting there in the hospital watching my best friend, the person I would walk through fire to protect, and the person that I know would do anything, including jumping in front of a moving bus for me, being poked and prodded and breathing with the help of oxygen, scared me more than anything I have ever experienced in my life.
It actually feels so good writing this right now, as I have had to put on such a strong front, because I can only imagine what Don is feel, and right now he’s sleeping, it’s late at night, and I’m sat in the dark in the living room sobbing. I feel like I can finally let it all out and fully start to come to terms with whats happened.
I suppose if I’m going to leave you with any food for thought it would be, appreciate the people in your life, don’t stress over every little thing, and spend some much needed quality time with those you love, at any moment they could be taken from you.
For me I have opted to take the week off, hang with Don and the dogs, they both know somethings wrong and they follow Don every where right now, and barring anything else happening I will be back next week!