Well, I missed a day of my 365-day blogging challenge but there was a reason for it. My poor husband who is on 2 heavy duty blood thinners…Plavix and Xarelto…lacerated his inner thigh at 1:00am yesterday morning and began to bleed out. I was sound asleep after taking Trazodone for my insomnia and gabapentin for my delayed sleep phase syndrome and it took him almost 10 minutes to rouse me because he wouldn’t come into the bedroom and track blood on the carpet. When I got to the hallway, there was a trail of blood leading into the kitchen. Nothing could have prepared me for what was in the kitchen…giant pools of blood and bloody gauze and bandages everywhere. By the time I’d get him bandaged, it would be soaked through again. Finally, he called 911 while I got dressed and the EMT rig and a fire truck arrived 5 minutes later…thank God they are just around the corner. We had already cleaned up so much blood and there was already that much more on the floor again. They took 1 look and got him on the stretcher and in their rig and headed to Parkland which is the county hospital here in Dallas as well as a top-rated trauma hospital. The 3 firemen actually stayed there and cleaned up all the blood even though I told them that they didn’t need to do it. 1 of them told me that they didn’t have anywhere to be and kept cleaning. Bless their hearts and I don’t mean that in the snarky way that it’s usually used here in Texas. While they were doing that, I finished dressing and got our menagerie situated. They left and I headed to Parkland. By the time I turned off of our street, the EMTs were already pulling back into the fire station because Parkland is only about 10 minutes away from us. I got to Parkland and hurried inside. They took me down to his hallway and pointed me in the right direction. I finally found my way through the maze and found him being pumped full of liquids…3 bags…because his blood pressure was dangerously low because he’d lost around 2 liters of blood. They slowed the blood flow but couldn’t stop it completely because they didn’t want to stitch it because of the possibility of infection. After he’d received all of the fluids, they removed the dressing, cleaned both of his legs and feet with betadine then bandaged him again. We got home around 6:30am…on my birthday. Happy birthday to me! He is still super weak and he called me earlier to tell me it’s full on bleeding again…not like yesterday but steady. So I’m going to get more first aid supplies on the way home and see if we can get this slowed down. If not, we’re going back to the ER. He’s being a little more bullheaded about because he has a shoot tomorrow and wants to be there to supervise his photographers and customer service people. So I might have to knock him out and drag him to my car and drive him to the ER! We aren’t going to play around with this. I’m tired and really grumpy and he’s weak so I think I could take him if necessary. The thing that’s so scary to me is that it wasn’t a big or deep laceration yet he was bleeding out! Fortunately, he has a cardiac ablation scheduled next Tuesday for his A-fib and he has to stop taking the Plavix today so that might help. Anyway, I have to get to the pharmacy and get a lot more gauze, pads, and ACE bandages so I’m going to close now so I can go take care of Rick. Wish us luck!
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