Most mornings at our house are uneventful and we like it that way. Roll out of bed; hit the shower all the while still in a state of slumber. It often takes quite a while to get into gear and allow my eyes to focus and get going for the day. This was certainly not the case this last Wednesday. It started as another day would with the exception of my wife laying back down because she was light headed. As she rested I rushed to the shower to get the daily routine going to get us all out the door on the road for the work day ahead. I was rushing along and just as I was about to shut off the water and step out it happened.
Thud….with that loud thud the tub beneath my feet vibrated violently. It was as if someone had taken a solid object and struck the outside of the tub. I honestly thought I had knocked the shampoo bottles over, when I realized that is not what it was I asked Heather “what was that?” and got no response. I then open the shower curtain and see my beautiful wife passed out (all be It momentarily) on the bathroom floor head resting in the side of the tub. This was not the way either of is wanted to start the day.
I quickly jumped to action and helped her up and made sure she was ok. As she stood she collapsed again and I had to support her to keep from face planting back on the floor. She came to and I began moving her slowly to the bed to assess the situation. As I begin helping her through the small hallway in our bedroom that allows access to our walk-in closets she passes out yet again, and this was the scariest moment of them all to me as for forty-five to sixty seconds I could not get her to respond. I have had other experiences with my mother passing out but could always get some response within fifteen to twenty seconds. So this had me mortified, terrified any other big word for scared you can think of plug it in.
Thud….with that loud thud the tub beneath my feet vibrated violently. It was as if someone had taken a solid object and struck the outside of the tub. I honestly thought I had knocked the shampoo bottles over, when I realized that is not what it was I asked Heather “what was that?” and got no response. I then open the shower curtain and see my beautiful wife passed out (all be It momentarily) on the bathroom floor head resting in the side of the tub. This was not the way either of is wanted to start the day.
I quickly jumped to action and helped her up and made sure she was ok. As she stood she collapsed again and I had to support her to keep from face planting back on the floor. She came to and I began moving her slowly to the bed to assess the situation. As I begin helping her through the small hallway in our bedroom that allows access to our walk-in closets she passes out yet again, and this was the scariest moment of them all to me as for forty-five to sixty seconds I could not get her to respond. I have had other experiences with my mother passing out but could always get some response within fifteen to twenty seconds. So this had me mortified, terrified any other big word for scared you can think of plug it in.
After shaking her, slapping her face lightly she finally came to after what seemed an eternity. As I lifted her up and began to move her towards the bed I realized that I HAD JUST JUMPED OUT OF THE SHOWER and our bedroom door well its wide open. So that I would not permanently damage the eye sight of our young daughter I made my way toward the door all the while using Heather as a shield and kicked the door shut. Finally after making to the short distance to the bed I rush to put some clothes on and got a glass of juice for the patient in hopes that it helps give her some strength. After a few minutes of rest Heather began to feel a bit better but a trip the either the hospital or doctor was definitely in order.
You see she had been on a new antibiotic since last Friday for an infection and she had been feeling better until Tuesday. She began feeling horribly ill Tuesday afternoon but after some naproxen to relive pain and fever she began to feel better. So we figured this may be related to her passing out but not sure why. As we made our way to the car after allowing some time for Heather to recover a bit and making sure she had not hit her head we notice that her skin is red and for the lack of a better term full of red pimple like goose bumps. This I found weird and unsettling.
Well after seeing the Doctor we found out that the powerful antibiotic she had been taking was the culprit. She had an allergic reaction to it which caused her body to pretty much rebel and put her to the floor of our bathroom. She was given a shot that contained a powerful cocktail of steroids and antibiotics as well as a new antibiotic for what was now a worse infection that what she had to begin
An awful day but all is well now.
