Kaleidoscope Eyes
May 15th, 2009, 02:43 PM
I don't know what I'm asking for here, maybe this is just more of a rant, but I almost lost Christy last night.
His wisdom teeth are coming in, they need to take them out ASAP. He's been on antibiotics for the past week because one tooth broke through the gum and was getting infected; they have to clear that up before they can operate. Last night, he had a severe allergic reaction to the antibiotics. His chest had been feeling tight ever since he started taking it, and it was starting to concern him yesterday. I told him he needed to call his doctor first thing today to make sure it wasn't serious. Well, overnight, it got serious.
The muscles around his heart and lungs were tightening and spasming, so his heart and lungs had no room to expand. He could barely breathe, and collapsed right about when the ambulance arrived. His heart actually stopped, but they were able to resuscitate him and give him drugs to relax the muscles. He doesn't remember a whole lot, other than that he was terrified of leaving me. He said it was all he could think about. The doctor actually said that, after they used the defibrillator and he came back around, he was mumbling and kept saying the word "rabbit". That's one of his pet names for me, short for Jessica Rabbit, and he thinks he was probably talking about me. Whether he was or not, it's a nice thought.
I just can't believe I got so close to losing him. And I slept right through it. That was probably a good thing, because I didn't have to worry while waiting to hear back from him. I just can't imagine if I had woken up to his frantic messages before he called for the ambulance, and not had anything to go on after that.
He's home now, with strict orders to just relax and recuperate. He's off all antibiotics, and they're going to check back in after he gets his teeth out. His chest and left arm are sore, but other than that he's feeling a lot better. I'm actually amazed he's doing so well. He says he's just happy to be here.
I just... I don't even know what to think. All I know is that I'm not letting go of him when I hug him at the airport this summer. We can walk sideways to the car for all I care, awkwardly dragging my suitcase behind us. I just refuse to lose him, and I can't believe I came so close last night.
His wisdom teeth are coming in, they need to take them out ASAP. He's been on antibiotics for the past week because one tooth broke through the gum and was getting infected; they have to clear that up before they can operate. Last night, he had a severe allergic reaction to the antibiotics. His chest had been feeling tight ever since he started taking it, and it was starting to concern him yesterday. I told him he needed to call his doctor first thing today to make sure it wasn't serious. Well, overnight, it got serious.
The muscles around his heart and lungs were tightening and spasming, so his heart and lungs had no room to expand. He could barely breathe, and collapsed right about when the ambulance arrived. His heart actually stopped, but they were able to resuscitate him and give him drugs to relax the muscles. He doesn't remember a whole lot, other than that he was terrified of leaving me. He said it was all he could think about. The doctor actually said that, after they used the defibrillator and he came back around, he was mumbling and kept saying the word "rabbit". That's one of his pet names for me, short for Jessica Rabbit, and he thinks he was probably talking about me. Whether he was or not, it's a nice thought.
I just can't believe I got so close to losing him. And I slept right through it. That was probably a good thing, because I didn't have to worry while waiting to hear back from him. I just can't imagine if I had woken up to his frantic messages before he called for the ambulance, and not had anything to go on after that.
He's home now, with strict orders to just relax and recuperate. He's off all antibiotics, and they're going to check back in after he gets his teeth out. His chest and left arm are sore, but other than that he's feeling a lot better. I'm actually amazed he's doing so well. He says he's just happy to be here.
I just... I don't even know what to think. All I know is that I'm not letting go of him when I hug him at the airport this summer. We can walk sideways to the car for all I care, awkwardly dragging my suitcase behind us. I just refuse to lose him, and I can't believe I came so close last night.