Soooo, I've been a bit "absent" this week. There's a reason for that, its been a rough week.
(Seems like its been rough for about half the bloggers out there)
When I started this blog I promised myself to keep it as honest as possible. That's part of the reason I haven't been around much lately. I had nothing on my mind but last Saturday and I didn't know how much of it I felt comfortable sharing.
So this is the deal, I'll give a brief rundown but not too many specifics (sorry, if you're like me I know being curious and not getting answers drives a person crazy).
Last Friday Pie and I had a bit of a fight. (verbal not physical) In the end its not really something that was his fault/my fault, just a lack of a judgement call.
Normally not too big a deal, every couple has their moments.
But then Saturday I had to call 911.
I had got up before Pie and ran some errands. When I came home he was still asleep.
I went into the bathroom and suddenly heard thuds from the bedroom. I raced in and Pie was stumbling around, trying to get to the door. He wasn't very coherent and couldn't really stand.
I made him sit on the bed and called my brother-in-law (he lives around the corner).
I was worried but wasn't sure if it was as bad as I thought it was.
In the less than 2 minutes it took for BIL to get here the situation worsened drastically.
Pie was laying on the bed, he'd gotten super pale and was breathing very shallowly.
Neither BIL or I could get any response (yes, dramatic as it may be we even slapped his face).
I called 911.
Yes I was crying, and scared, but I managed to be coherent and in a few minutes the ambulance was at our house.
Pie ended up going to the ER. I followed in my vehicle.
That was around 3pm. At 9pm they let me take him home. He was still very groggy and out of it. But if you spoke to him he would answer (and make sense) but if you left him on his own for a moment he would drift off.
Needless to say I hardly slept on Saturday. I was up checking on him and haven't had a decent nights sleep since. Running on 3 - 5 hours of sleep (total sleep, still keep waking up).
It turned my world upside down. I keep thinking 'what would have happened if I hadn't come home when I did?'
I haven't wanted to leave the house all week (been a bit tired to do much anyway). I only rode once, but the horses worked their magic while I was with them. However once they were turned out I just REALLY wanted to get home again (damn I wish they were in my backyard!).
So there you have it, things are getting better though. Pie is feelin' fine and I have the next few days off to get my head straight and relax (hot tub here I come!)