Warning: If you are squeamish or do not like reading about blood and gore, STOP after the Black Friday portion of the post.
Friday I woke up and everything was great, Cameron was feeling good and with his consent I went Black Friday shopping. It was INSANE. I got loads of new clothes and I was so happy. We started at Starbucks and got coffee, then headed to the mall. Overall, I spent more money in one day on myself then I ever have in my entire life. TOTALLY worth it. We had a great night when I got home, we just hung out and Cameron slept for most of the night.
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| American Eagle had AMAZING SALES! |
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| Victoria's Secret didn't have tons of sales but the #Elfie shirt is awesome! |
That is only about half of my haul because I didn't take pitcures of the Charlotte Russe or Hot Topic clothes, but it was incredible! I also decided for Christmas that Cameron deserved something great since he couldn't go out like we do every year for the DVD's and electronics.
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| It might be more of a present for me... but he will get use out of it too (: |
Saturday we weren't so lucky, Cameron was in tremendous pain that he couldn't get under control so we headed off to the ER to try and find a pain management that he wasn't allergic to. We were there for about 2 hours and headed home with a new prescription for Tramadol. We were able to manage his pain on Saturday night, other than the itching he gets from narcotics.
Sunday we woke up expecting a day much like the rest, I wasn't expecting anything eventful that day so I stayed up pretty late Saturday night checking on him and in my own mind. Unfortunately an easy going day was not what the day had in store for us.
Things were going alright other than the itching and soreness in his throat. We decided to try the Lidocane lollipops that the hospital prescribed to him. After his throat was a little numb he opted to have a Popsicle. The Popsicle was about half gone when he jolted up and started coughing. The coughing then turned to puking. He went into the bathroom where it sounded like he was just throwing up. I walked past the bathroom to go get dressed to take him to the doctor and I just hear him say "Call 911." At that point I had finally looked at what was coming out of his mouth and it was nothing but blood.
I have never seen that much blood in my entire life. I was terrified as I dialed the phone. I was doing pretty well at staying calm until they asked me if he was breathing... I was in the living room trying to get the house "Paramedic Friendly" when I rushed into the bathroom to see him breathing very shallowly and the whole sink full of blood. It was pouring out of his throat and he was white as a ghost. I have honestly never been so scared before. I would rather be thrown out of a car TWICE than go through that feeling ever again.
Once the paramedics got there, they took really good care of him. They put him on a gurney and got him loaded into the ambulance. Thank goodness Kelsey was home because she kept me breathing and held on to me while I cried and tried to keep it together. She also drove me to the hospital to meet them, because lord knows I wouldn't have been able to do it myself.
We got to the ER where they confirmed he lost about 1 liter of blood in the 1 hour from start to end. I don't know if you know this but the human body only holds about 4.7-5 Liters... That's also the estimate for a 150 pound human. Cameron is much smaller than that. They also told me that the chances of him passing out and aspirating on his blood were significant had I not been home.
Once they stopped the bleeding and got some fluids and pain meds into him, they decided it was time to operate. They re-cauterized his wounds and fixed him up. The surgeon even told me that he purposely agitated the spots to try and make them bleed while he was still under but they wouldn't bleed again. So he was pretty optimistic that the worst is over.
We were in the ICU for a while (very uncomfortable, AND the Patriots lost to the Broncos) so the night didn't get a whole lot better. I stayed home with him Monday and I swear any time he coughed, sneezed, or so much as made any noise other than breathing I was immediately in a panic. When I went to bed last night all I dreamt about was waking up to him covered in blood and dead. So between Saturday night and today I've had roughly 14 hours of sleep. Very disrupted sleep.
I don't know if any of you have ever had a loved one in a serious condition, but I honestly was more scared than I have ever been in my life. I felt so helpless and useless in the situation because there was literally nothing I could do to help but call 911. It absolutely amazed me how helpful it was just to see how calm the paramedics were. Because they were so calm, I was able to stay calm-ish. I am just so thankful that Cameron is okay and at home on what the doctors say is the "easy part."
The hardest trials are past us and now we just buckle down and wait for him to finish healing. Let's just say I've been hugging him a little longer and holding on a little tighter since Sunday. It has really made me appreciate him and love him so much more.
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