From Bad To Worse

So this week started off fine enough, awaiting a new nephew. Then there was a situation that I can't get into, let's just say it was really bad and leave it at that. Wednesday we got a call early in the morning from a hospital. We thought it was Nat saying she was in labor. Nope, it was Uncle Neil saying that Aunt Cassie was in the hospital. She had a bowel obstruction which was aggravted by her hernia. So things went on with her and the other thing. I had off yesterday so I went to the hospital to see Aunt Cassie. She had her surgery and came through fine (though majorly drugged). We went in around 5, we talked for a while. Then a little after 7pm I yawned and little white spots popped up. Then I got dizzy, then I got hot, then I grabbed the back of a chair, then I was on the floor looking at the wall while my uncle stood over me tapping me calling my name. Apparently after I grabbed the back of the chair I told my mom I didn't feel well and I crashed to the floor. I passed out. I have never passed out before in my life. Suddenly the room is full of nurses, I'm being given orange juice with sugar in it and they were calling for a wheelchair. Since I passed out on hospital grounds, I had to go to the ER trauma center. I was hooked up to a heart monitor, had an EKG, 5 vials of blood drawn, urine test and given an IV. I then preceded to sit there for 3 hours for them to tell me I'm fine and probably just needed to eat. Yeah, thanks. But since I passed out on their turf, they had to cover their ass. And let me tell you something, those EKG & Heart Monitor pads hurt like a son of a bitch coming off. They then suggested that I take the next day off and rest, so I did. We then got a call this morning that an old friend of my parent's mother just passed away.

Nat, please go into labor soon.