The First ER visit of my 30s

First off, I had an awesome birthday. And an awesome time Saturday at the #SLCTweetup. Sunday was a tough day.

The morning started out in a wheezing coughing fit. I went to urgent care as soon as they opened. After a quick exam, a listen to my lungs, chest x-ray, and review of my health history, the doctor diagnosed me with “bronchitis with reactive airway inflammation.” He gave me some narcotic cough syrup for the cough, and Advair to restart my maintenance asthma regimen. I spent the day in bed, coughing and wheezing. It felt like my chest was on fire.In the early evening, Taylor and I were laying down and talking. To ease my shortness of breath, I took another puff of Albuterol, which set me off in a coughing fit. After coughing so hard that I couldn’t control bodily functions, my breathing was sporadic enough that Taylor hauled me off to the ER. 15 minutes later, I stumbled into the Mountain View Hospital ER waiting room, with feet numb from lack of oxygen. The ER staff pulled themselves from the Super Bowl, plopped me into a wheelchair, bypassed triage, and took me to bed. They helped me peel off my clothes, dressed me in a gown, and started my examination. My pulse-ox was at 91 and I had a fever of 102.5*. Within 45 minutes, chest x-rays and nasal cultures were done, breathing treatments and steroids administered, and I was finally feeling some relief. They confirmed that my illness was not caused by influenza or H1N1, and concurred with the earlier diagnosis of bronchitis. They gave me a prescription for Z-pak, and told me to get lots of rest. I was in and out in 2 hours. That’s the way an ER visit should be.

Sounds dramatic? To be honest, I’m used to all the lung drama. I’ve mentioned my “organ recital” of medical history in a previous post. I’ve talked about how I got pneumonia after an accidental spray paint inhalation. I’ve talked about how I was “poisoned” at work from inhaling an industrial strength aerosol chemical. If something you can breathe in exists that can make you sick, I’m susceptible to it. This nasty Utah inversion air? Makes me sick. When I say I’m dealing with “SOB,” I mean shortness of breath.
I’ve had asthma since I was 11. I have sleep apnea. I’ve seen pulmonologists in 4 states. I have tried most of the inhalers on the following chart:
But as I went through my old posts, I realized that I never blogged about my biggest lung condition of all, Acute Respiratory Distress Syndrome. ARDS is a life-threatening lung condition that prevents enough oxygen from getting into the blood, typically resulting from trauma or sepsis. I survived it after three weeks on a ventilator. Would anyone like to hear my story?

Four Years

Today Taylor and I celebrated our 4 year anniversary. I decided to post a few pics from the beginning of our relationship.

Taylor and I met on ldsmingle.com. Above is the profile picture that Taylor fell in love with. He specifically searched for girls with dark hair and blue eyes. He sent me a “wink,” I replied with an email, and a few days later we met for lunch. Below is Taylor’s profile picture from Mingle.
We met in April 2004, but sparks didn’t really fly until July. We went on two dates in April, and I thought he was wonderful, but the timing wasn’t right. The next time I saw him was on my family’s 4th of July BBQ at Grant and Hollie’s. Things went really well, he loved my family, and we set up a date for the next Saturday. That night we had our first kiss, and we started seeing each other frequently.

This picture is the first one we took of us together. I surprised him with tickets to the Sarah McLachlan concert, and we snapped this one before we left for the concert. We stayed up talking until 3 am that night, and that’s the night we started talking about getting married.

Here’s the picture that we enclosed with our wedding announcement.

Here’s a picture I love from our first trip to California together in September 2004.

One of our pics from the Mt. Timpanogas Temple on our Wedding Day

At our wedding reception on October 8, 2004.

Adieu, My Friend

Elder David B. Haight dies at 97
Elder Haight was one of my very very favorite apostles…if it is appropriate to have a favorite. I had a brief, but impressionable time in my life where I spent some time with him somewhat frequently. When I was working with Dr. Downard at Utah Vision Care, Elder Haight was one of his patients, and due to his macular degeneration, his prescription changed rapidly. When I was working there, he was testing out contact lenses to have decent correction between changes in his glasses. Since I was a contact lens tech, I spent hours with him, not only helping teach him to wear the lenses, but actually inserting the lenses in his eyes. Just touching his face, I could feel a surge of power.

He taught me some great lessons. This was at the time that John had just left on his mission. I was very disheartened from missing him so much, but so happy that he was in the service of God. He told me to keep up in writing the letters, be positive but not brag about life at home, and use the time to become a better person instead of miss him. He also taught me great things about being married, and being a good spouse. I think he told me the story of his and Ruby’s honeymoon five times, and it was so sweet and adoring. One time he had me call her to tell her that he was on his way home to her. Such a sweet man.

It’s kinda crazy….two apostles dying in 10 days. I wonder who will be called into the Quorum of the Twelve. I’m sure there will be some announcements soon.