"HELLO?! OPERATOR!! GET SOME ONE OVER HERE QUICK! MY DAUGHTER-- SHE IS FAINTING OR HAVING A SEIZURE! JUST GET HERE QUICK! WHAT? OF COURSE SHE NEEDS MEDICAL ATTENTION!! PLEASE JUST GET SOMEONE HERE QUICK! NOW! PLEASE!!!!!"
Yes that was me. I called 911. And I was beside myself the whole time.
Let me back up. Julia and I had been upstairs in my bathroom where she was taking a warm oatmeal bath. She had been in there for 20 minutes. I helped her out and she sat on the edge of the tub wrapped in towels to let her legs drip dry. I was down on the floor at her feet gently applying pressure with a q-tip to some of the bigger blisters to bring some relief. I kept asking her if I was hurting her but she said it actually felt good.
John came in and we were making small talk. He even pulled up his pant leg to compare his rash to hers. He asked Julia a question and she didn't answer. I asked her a question. "Are you alright Julia?"
She was staring off into space. She couldn't talk. We didn't think she looked well at all.
She was turning pale green in color. Her eyes were going back in her head and John grabbed her to keep from falling back.
I lost it. Literally. The adrenaline rushed through me in ways I could not control.
I rushed to grab the phone. I yelled for the kids to get our neighbors who are both in the medical field. I think one is a PA-C.
I was scared with every fiber of my existence.
I thought of God but I was in panic mode-- first.
It is absolutely insane-- the things that went through my head as the seconds ticked by waiting for the paramedics to get there.
Turns out Julia fainted-- something about a vasovagal response.
Crazy how a few minutes can seem like eternity.
Amazing how sick I felt to my stomach. Reminded me of this time.
Thank God for our neighbors who came over and talked us through things. Julia was conscious way before the paramedics got there, but she too was very scared. She had tingling going on in her extremities and she didn't feel well. Praise the Lord all her vitals by this time were back to normal.
She was going to be okay. They even commented that her staph infection didn't look too bad.
Julia is doing much better now. She is in our room with John watching Star Wars.
She remembers pretty much everything. She remembers us asking her questions, and she felt like she was being rude by not answering. But she couldn't. Bless her heart.
Your prayers are much appreciated for Julia right now.