Memorial weekend two years ago is when John decided our lives weren't exciting enough and he opted to spend his holiday weekend in the hospital. As I'm writing this I still cannot believe it happened. So here's a brief flashback of how our Memorial weekend went down two years ago.
10 PM - We arrive at Gilbert ER - John's symptoms: vomiting blood
11 PM - First blood transfusion
1 AM - Second blood transfusion
2 AM - Nurse tells me I need to contact family members - reality hits that I may become a single mother
5 AM - Third blood transfusion - obviously still losing lots of blood
8 AM - Ambulance transport to Maryvale Hospital ICU - We still have no idea what's causing the bleeding
10 AM - John has a violent reaction to a sedative, punches a nurse, and is restrained to his bed
12 PM - Finally sedated, receives an endoscopy to reveal a tear in his esophagus, it is glued and then clamped
1 PM - Fourth blood transfusion
9 AM - Fifth blood transfusion
10 AM - Moves out of ICU to a regular room
1 PM - Goes home
What a long and crazy weekend! So for now and for forever my Memorial Day Weekend will be when I remember the mercy of my Heavenly Father who spared the life of my incredible husband.
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