9-1-1...

Last night, about 10:45,  Derek and I were laying in bed watching t.v.  Derek said he wasn't feeling well and went into the bathroom.  I was quietly laying there...CRASH, THUD, BOOM...in the bathroom.  I laid there for another second.  OMG!  I knew something was wrong.  I ran to the door and opened it yelling ARE YOU OK?  There is Derek, laying on the floor, pale, lifeless.

I knelt down and grabbed his face yelling his name at the top of my lungs for what felt like forever!!!  Derek, Derek, DEREK!  (he always plays around with me, so I wasn't sure if it was a joke!)  I realized quickly this was no joke and he was not responding to me.

Maybe a minute and a half had passed.  Thank God!!!!  Just as I was trying to move him flat (he was leaning up against the wall) so I could see if he had a pulse, he started to moan a little.  His eyes were open the whole time, but nobody was home!  I was able to get him up and move him to the bed.  He couldn't figure out why I was yelling at him.  He also couldn't tell me what was wrong with him.

I called 9-1-1!  Derek was so mad, but he still wasn't sure what was going on and the kids were in bed and I couldn't rush him to the emergency room.  The paramedics came and checked his vitals.  Everything seemed to be ok.  Derek thinks his spicy tai food was the problem...but, I watched my life flash before my eyes!  All I could think about was my 38-year-old husband laying on the bathroom floor like a dead man.
I was helpless!

Derek seems to be fine this morning, but I am still a bundle of nerves!!!  I am still thanking God that everything is ok, but this little experience made me realize how fragile life is and how quickly things can change.  I know....we hear this all the time, but...tell the people that you love....I LOVE YOU...as often as you can!!!  It is important they know you love them.

Derek-I LOVE YOU!  Grace-I LOVE YOU!  Ryann-I LOVE YOU!  And if you are reading this blog you are probably my family or good friends and I LOVE YOU!  Be safe and have a great day.