Red Leg Social

I just wanted to post this picture of Scott and I before the Redleg. Which is a dinner for Artillery and partners. Scott looks soo soo good!!

A Delicate Constitution

It has been a little while since I posted....Not too many exciting stories to tell. First of all, we finally found the battery charger for the camera! Fun!

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Well, there is this ONE story! We had a fun family vacation right before school started and we took one day and spent it at Lagoon. We were having a great time, but I think we learned that Scott has a "Delicate Constitution."

Scott and the three older girls rode a ride that turned them upside down and around in a fountain. It held them upside down for quite a while!!! Well, when they got off, they were all drenched with water.

Scott came over to me and asked me to check his pulse. I felt his wrist and his pulse was doing the rhumba, the polka, and the swing--all at the same time. Well, he was feeling alright for a while so we rode a few more rides. We were secretly hoping that somehow a ride would flip him back into a normal rhythym. NOT!

As we began to travel home, Scott said that he wasn't feeling that great. We decided that it was time to go to the emergency department at his hospital. We took the kids home and got someone to watch the girls. We called the ED Physician and told hime that we were on the way.

We got there and they hooked Scott up to the monitors. Sure enough, his heart was in atrial fibrillation. So fun! (By this time, Scott was having a little pain and nausea--completely normal but still worrisome.) His heart rate was around 170, and jumping all over the place. Our choices then were, (1) Stay there all night and use medication to adjust his heart or (2) Shock!

So guess what Scott picked....that's right! Shock! So, he had 2 shocks of increasing intensity that reset his heart. In case anyone was wondering, it looks a lot like the movies. This was Scott's second time he has deserved a little shock. Bless him.

Well, it did work. We just had to hang out for all the sedative drugs to wear off and we were home in a jiffy! I guess the moral to this story is "Scott can only ride the kiddie rides at Lagoon."