Billy woke up at about 3:30 with terrible back/shoulder pain. By 5:30 that pain changed to chest pain and left shoulder pain, and difficulty breathing. By 8:30 we were in the ER and his pain got worse and worse. He couldn’t take a deep breath because the pain was so bad, and his fingers went numb and started to turn blue. His blood oxegen was low, 80 or under, his heart rate was fast, 100 or over. He was in a lot of pain, and it just kept getting worse. They ran a bunch of tests, ekg’s, ultrasound of his heart, CT scan of his chest, nothing came back abormal. He was turning cold, his fingers turning blue/blackish, even on inhaled oxegen. They gave him morphine to help the pain, so he could draw a breath, and he got better. So the doctors suspect pulmonary embolism, but it didn’t show up on his chest CT, so – do they give him blood thinner, which is the treatment, or not because he already has low platelets. The hospitalist said yes, pulmonologist said no, and heart doctor overruled them all with a yes. He also had inflammation around his heart. They aren’t concerned about his heart at all, even though it beats off and he has what’s called right branch blockage. They’re sure he has a pulmonary embolism because he has all the symptoms. So he has to stay in the hospital and have a repeat CT scan in a couple of days.
I’m so selfish and mad that Billy and I missed Christmas. When he gets out, everything will be over and everyone will be gone. Joanna and Nick even came. What if this was our last Christmas together? I know I shouldn’t even think like that, I’m trusting God to heal him. But why?! Why is life so hard?
Joe and Trisha held up well today. They broke down a few times, but are so brave. I hope that hospital calls early tomorrow so they can have an idea of what to expect in the near future. God be with us, have mercy on us, help us.
A Little Bit of Everything, With Love 