I am alive

It's been an interesting week for me. Let me catch all of you up. Monday and Tuesday I was in Grand Rapids for a meeting. Wednesday while watching American Idol I started to feel a little funny- achy, chills, that sort of thing. My stomach hurt all night long and I awoke Thursday morning rushing to the bathroom (and not to throw up). Which I continued to do every oh about half hour or so ALL DAY. Fantastic.

Fast forward to 4 o'clock and I haven't been able to even get out of bed all day besides to go to the bathroom. Thank God my mom came by around noon to bring me Jello and soup and water. I was able to get the Jello and water down. I just felt worse and worse and started to get weaker and weaker. If I stood up everything went black and I felt all hot and tingly. About 8 pm I started throwing up and had to crawl to the bathroom to do so. It was then I crawled out into the hall to call my husband,

"Adam" I call weakly down the stairs.

Nothing.

"Adam...?" Ugh. I am going to die in the hallway and he is going to find me here. Finally he comes in from outside and I am able to get him upstairs. He comes upstairs and sees me sprawled out in the hallway between our bedroom and the bathroom and says,

"Are you trying to make it to the bathroom?" Deadpan. Like he sees me sprawled out in the hallway everyday.

Jane: "No, I am throwing up now and I can't stand up or move because I feel like I am gonna pass out"

Adam: "Oh"

Jane: "I think I need to go to the ER"

Adam...stands there... "Uhhhhh ....Ok"

Jane: "Is your brother home?"

Adam: "Yeah"

Jane (still laying face down on the hallway rug) : "Can you call him and ask him to come over here to sit with Grace?"

Adam: "Uh, yeah"

Adam just doesn't get too worked up about a whole lot (which in all honesty is something I admire about him) but JEEZ it's not like I am a drama queen and ask to go to the ER all the time. Dear God can I get some sort of action here without me, sick as a dog, TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO!! I guess its good he is that unflappable but most people would have a little more sense of urgency if they saw their wife incapacitated in their hallway. I love my husband with all my heart but literally the only time I have gotten any sympathy from him was when I was in labor for 14 hours, with no drugs, and birthed a 7.5 lb baby!!!

So, anyway, off to the ER we went. I had to be wheeled in in a wheelchair and got blood work and an IV bag of fluids started right away for the obvious dehydration. The labs came back with low potassium and a slightly elevated white blood cell count which could be an indication of a bacterial infection but there is no real definitive test. The nurse took my blood pressure at one point and it was 78/37! No wonder I was passing out!! They gave Zophran for the nausea, a bag of potassium, and some more fluids and I felt a lot better. My BP was up to 89 over something by the time we left at 1 am which is still pretty low but better than practically dead when I first came in.

So that was my weekend but I am doing much better now. By Saturday I felt almost normal. That is why things have been a little slow on the Dawson blog and it took me a week to get Easter pics up. I have mostly been tired and lacking any motivation to do anything besides sit on the couch or sleep. I will try to catch up here in the next week :)