On October 10, 2009 I woke up 45 minutes after falling asleep to someone calling my name. After wondering what that was and dismissing it, I realized my husband was snoring really loudly. I almost rolled over and went back to sleep but I felt the spirit strongly tell me something was wrong. I sat up and tried to wake up my husband and realized he wasn't snoring, he wasn't even breathing at all. He was suffocating and he was blue.
That night everything went wrong... yet everything went right.
That night was the first night we slept without the loud portable air conditioner in our room. That night our kids miraculously stayed in their own beds. That night while waiting for the ambulance, I let the spirit guide me as I made my way to one neighbors house but got directed to another neighbors home, who I later found out was a nurse. That night my step Dad gave my husband CPR which he had just became certified in weeks before.
You see, if the loud air conditioner had been on, I wouldn't have been able to hear any sounds he was making. If the kids were sandwiched in between us, I probably would've rolled over and went back to sleep. If I didn't go to my neighbor the nurse, she wouldn't have been able to do the other things we weren't trained to do. If my step Dad hadn't just been certified in CPR, it wouldn't have been fresh in his mind.
But the days in the ICU were dark days for me. I hardly remember them. I don't know what I did, I don't remember where my kids spent their time. I was focused on him surviving. And being there for him whether he was asleep or not.
Then he woke up:
He couldn't even move the side that wasn't paralyzed, and had to be hoyered to take a shower.Despite the look on his face, he said he thought it was fun.
Then therapy started. And it was a milestone when he could sit up for 3 seconds on his own.
And then another when he could lift his good arm up in the air. Finally his good leg began to move. And lastly his paralyzed right arm started to get movement back. Everyday he made progress and everyday we celebrated.
It has been a long and trying 3 months from this:
Thank you for going on this crazy ride with me. Thank you for your sincere comments, emails, thoughts and prayers. They mean everything to us.