I do not heart IVs
Here is a recent email I sent to a few friends at the beginning of February.
After a day in the Emergency Room:
Okay! This is so funny that I could cry all day… First, I am totally
fine, and I am so grateful for your prayers!
I came home from Bible Study yesterday to let the dog out because I
thought I would take lunch to Seth. My house smelled like Chlorine, so
I remembered that Seth had put Draino in the toilet. I went to the
bathroom to see if it was unclogged (glamorous). It wasn’t, and the
fumes were horrible, so I opened the windows and turned on the fans. I
called Seth to tell him about the toilet, that I wasn’t coming to see
him, and that my tongue was a little numb. I thought I had somehow
touched Draino to my mouth. (I don’t know (???)) I got the boys out
and started making their lunches. The smell had cleared quickly.
I started feeling so weird, like I was on drugs, and I felt like I
couldn’t get in a whole breath. I had had chest pain for three days,
so I thought I was just freaking out about my heart. I took my boys to
the neighbor’s house, and after being there for a while, I lost all
energy, and my face went numb. Heart Attack, right?
A friend took me to the ER; then they ran all kinds of tests, almost
blew out one of my veins, and starved me until 10:00. Final diagnosis?
Hyperventilation! Apparently, even though my mind didn’t freak out
about the Drain-o, my body did and took in way too much oxygen. Then I
had a touch of Carbon-dioxide poisoning.
We still don’t know about the chest pain, but with all the tests they
got to do yesterday, we were able to rule out everything but that they
nicked my heart in surgery or that I have heart burn. What in the
Thanks for praying for me and laughing with me.
I love y’all.