A Drama to Rival the Hit Show ER…But in Real Life.

So…. you read Tracy's perspective, now let me tell you what has been conveyed to me in piecemeal of what happened and all the technicalities of the drama.

I left you with the speed bump on the road to St. Paul Hospital, simply because that is all I could remember.  But… according to my sources (Tracy, Atesh, Ivette, Charlie… etc) as I sat on the ER table in the midst of all the crazy I was texting my girlfriends at 6:38 pm and telling them that I wasn't going to make movie night because I was in the ER with possible heart issues, please pray for me.  I know this one because it is eerily on my phone even though I have no recollection of sending it.  Atesh texted me back asking what happened, where was I, do I need them to come up, was I alone.  I never responded.  During all this time I was having an EKG, x-rays and a dye test done and the doctors had determined that I had aorta issues, as this is what killed my father, the stakes became very serious at this time.  My friends called and I finally answered when Charlie called and spoke with them about the situation.  I kept telling Tracy that I didn't want to call anyone because I wanted to be able to tell them exactly what was going on when I did call.  In hind site, maybe that wasn't the best plan… oh well, I am psycho, not psychic…  At one point I did text my friends back, it was 7:17 pm to tell them I didn't know much and per Tracy, that was very close to the time that I coded.

Throughout all this there were so many different mini dramas playing out that it is hard to keep track.  Wes, my department Vice President had been at the hospital for a while and had gotten Tracy some dinner since she was staying with me in the ER.  He then went home leaving me in Tracy's capable hands.  All the while, Tracy was still asking me to call people, which I refused to do.  My girlfriends had then decided that they needed to come up to the hospital just to be there for me. Let me tell you, I have a great group of friends… I'm just saying'.  So back to my little corner of the ER.  The doctors had already determined that I had aorta problems and they were about to send me to ICU for observation leading to surgery.  I was in tremendous pain at this point and had told the doctors that my pain level was 9, no 10… no, I can't handle the pain any longer and then I died.  Tracy heard the doctor say "CODE BLUE" and she stood up, her wonderful number 1 dinner flying everywhere as she started to pray for me.  Then came the convergence… a plethora of doctors flying into the small ER room, all of them working in concert to try to save me from something that no one, let me emphasize that, NO ONE, ever survives.  Tracy continued to pray fervently as the doctors worked like a well oiled machine.  Once they brought out the paddles Tracy had to leave the room.  Who can blame her, it would have freaked me out too… Tracy left to the hall and started to pray out there and call Wes to come back, informing him that I had died.  The doctors labored over me for 10 full minutes before they were able to bring life back to my body.  No, don't ask, cause I don't remember the light or anything else as far as that goes.  I think my body shut down everything including my brain to conserve blood because I bled out 80%.  I ruptured my aorta, bled out 80%, died for a full 10 minutes and they were still able to revive me.  WHAT?!?!?!  Look up the odds on that one why don't you?  Can't find anything??  That is because there are no odds on that one… it doesn't ever happen, EVER!!

Meanwhile, Tracy is still in the hall praying… when one of the staff came to her and told her that she could stop praying, God had heard her and that I was breathing.  That is when Tracy went into action and got my emergency contact from the desk, telling them that this was surely an emergency, I had died, after all.  She called Suzanne and Jay, and once she got ahold of them told them what was going on.  At this point I was rushed into surgery to correct my aorta with stints, a nearly 4 hour surgery.  As I was being operated on, Wes and Tracy were trying to find contact information for my family with the help of Cynthia, whom, I might add, had come in to find this info and brought her fiancé from their date to help.  Isn't that awesome, what a trouper!!  During this time friends and family started to arrive because Suzanne was able to get ahold of my son, Nicholas, and her mother, Kathy along with Ray too.  All the Bunco girls started to arrive as well… apparently after the surgery, the doctor came out to a waiting room full of about 30 people.  But, my friends, that story is going to have to wait for another day.  There is more to this drama from another point of view and I will start that tale tomorrow.

With Much Love,

Sonnie