On April 21, 2011 my dad woke me up at 5 in the morning, concernced. He was just getting ready to go to work when he noticed blood blisters in his mouth. I told him that his platlets levels must be low, and that he shouldnt play superman and go to the begrudged doctors after work. He gets out of work at 2.
By 2oclock my mom and I met up with him. Now he had blood blister on his lips and a few on his ears and head. Well, thats all we noticed until we got to the doctors, where we found that it spread up and down his arms and legs. He looked like a red headed freckled man, except his freckles were purple blood blisters!! The doctor had never seen it before so he called in the most experienced doctor in, and he never saw anything like it either!!! they looked some information up && told us to rush imedietly to the Emergency Room. We waited an hour before a doctor even saw us... I guess you have to be bleeding out profusely inorder to get emergency service!!! Anyways, we remained calm... that is until we saw the doctor. They told us they suspected Steven Johnsons Syndrome and that it was life threatening. They told us that with Steven Johnsons syndrome. Normal platlet count for an adult male is 150000 to 450000 platelets per microliter of blood...my dad had 3000. Your veins are constantly breaking and tearing in your body, but your platlets help clot your veins. Because my dad didnt have platlets to clot his blood, he was internally bleeding to death and were scared that his brain or heart would bleed out.... and eventually his whole body would shed off its skin and his whole body will be treated as a third degree burn patient. Because the Twin Falls Hospital didnt have all of the right technology for such a severe case, they would have to LIFE FLIGHT him immediatly to Salt Lake. But then the wind decided to pick up and it was too windy to life flight him, so they had to rush him by ambulance all the way to SLC. Me and auds said our goodbyes to my dad just in case (telling him that I loved him and not to leave me) rushed home, grabs clothes and blankets, all tings to keep us all comfortable in the hospital and got Maddie a babysitter, and most importantly Tuffy ( the beaniebabie dog my dad bought me in third grade, the day before I broke my arm, that we went home to get before going to the ER). I followed right behind the ambulance the whole way there, afraid if we lost the ambulance, we would loose my daddie as well!!
When we got to the hospital my grandma and grandpa were there along with all my other relatives and family. The hardest was seeing my cousin Kimmy. She just lost her dad to lugarics disease, right after her wedding... I couldnt look at her. I was too scared to be in her shoes, except not having my dad at my wedding...
Brian was there at the hospital as well when we showed up. I was trying to be so strong for my mom and sister, trying not to cry while driving, but when I saw him, it all came out!! I bawled and snotted all over him!
That night after all the relatives went through to see my dad, because only "two" were allowed in the room at a time, Brian stayed behind to talk to my dad. . .
I still dont know what was all said, but Brian asked my dad for his blessing on marrying me. He said he was planning on coming to twin falls that weekend anyways in asking, but due to specials circumstances, had to make sure (just in case) for his blessing. My dad said he would be honored to have him apart of our family, and that he knew way back when I first mentioned Brian that he was my one.
Im so glad he asked, i would have been devastated if my dad passed without giving brian his blessing!! One of the reason I love Brian SOOO much is because he reminds me so much of my dad. Tender hearted, easy going, caring, and you can feel the love that he has for you with every hug and embrace. I love Brian, because I love my dad.
Anyways, on April 25th, my birthday, I got the best birthday present ever. I got to keep my dad, and bring him back home to Twin, being able to hear him sing Happy Birthday to me!!!! They redignosed him earlier with ITP (acute... we think). So I enjoyed having my dad alive and semi-well for my birthday, with a given blessing to the man of my dreams!!