Heaven to Hell

Jordy and I left parents night out on an extreme happy high.  It was so heart warming to see and feel all the love and support from so many.  We picked up dinner and I received 2 heart stopping texts: help, 911

Step 1: Send texts to our neighbors and pray someone was home.
Step 2: Call 911
Step 3: Throw hazards on and HAUL ASS

Because I was in Mansfield, I was routed to their call center.  I gave my story and UGH - they had to send me to Grand Prairie's call center.  It was only 5 seconds, but it felt like 5 minutes.  They assured me an ambulance was on their way and I continued to fly through town, carefully running all red lights that I needed to.  Jordy was happily watching a movie in the back and had no clue what was going on.  On a side note, she didn't even notice the erratic driving...does that mean it's normal for her and I drive bad????

As I arrive, I was comforted to see 3 of our fabulous neighbors at the house.  One was taking care of Sadie, and the other 2 were in the bedroom with Graham.  Graham had become slightly stable once his O2 was raised.  I then ran to Jordan that was still in the car...as I did this, the ambulance and fire truck came blazing up before I could tell her that Daddy was in trouble but is doing better.  She began screaming and crying...it was all I could do to run her in as fast as I could so she could see that he was ok.  The EMTs were right behind us and a I'll never forget, Chace, our neighbor, called and waived J over gave her a hug and took her to his house.  I knew she was going to be taken care of and I could focus on Graham. 

Seven EMTs (2 were here the last time) began working on Graham; asking questions, taking his vitals, asking him what happened:  a warm heat began in his lungs then became a burning sensation.  This is when he texted "Help."  Once the heat began moving slowly down his body is when he texted "911" and he soon lost control of his bladder.  This is when he believed he was going to die alone and I would come home to a dead husband.  His rationale being, as a hunter, after you have made your kill shot, a deer will lose control of their bladder and bowels right before they die.  But Tim and Ryan (neighbors) came in to save the day.  They were able to raise his O2 and Graham was able to calm down.  Ryan even ran out of his shoes trying to get to Graham quickly.  I fully believe these 2 men saved Graham's life.  His panic would have been set into overdrive and his heart and body would have given out.

EMTs took his vitals and it became a little comical.
"Your health sucks."
"Yep"
"So are you normal suck, or suck enough that we need to take you to the hospital?"
"Normal suck."
So Graham denied transport and they left telling us not to hesitate to call them back.  I will be giving them a gift soon; Brownies and Lemonade - they have now saved him from the shitter and a pool of pee.  Graham and I fully believe in finding fun in all situations, death included.

As I was walking the men out, Amber, Sam and Liz came over to surprise us with a gift.  I will never forget their faces.  This may be our normal, crappy, scary life; but I hate the idea of scaring someone who accidently witnessed it.  I am so sorry.

Our house was back to normal about 10pm and Jordan was too afraid to leave our sights.  Graham's last episode was around midnight and I was able to clean him and the bed up.  We decided to camp out in the living room as a family.  Jordy, Sadie the dog, and I on the couch and Graham comfortably sleeping in the recliner.  Nellie the cat even hung over the railing to watch over us.  It was so nice, we stayed there almost all day Saturday and camped out again Saturday night.  Reminding us that having our family intact is the most important thing to us.