Trip to the ER

The happy patient.

It was weird to have him be the patient, because

I'm usually the patient. We didn't know how to react since the roles

were reversed.

Two days after Christmas, we had a fun filled trip to the ER. We had been at my aunt and uncle's house to say good-bye to Bryant and Amee, which we didn't really get the chance to say good-bye. Bryant and Amee, it was so fun to see you and your cute kids. Sorry we didn't get to say good-bye. Jon had told me the night before that his chest was hurting, but I didn't think too much of it, because he'd been shoveling snow that day and I thought it was probably a sore muscle. This night, he told me that the pain was getting worse, it had spread to his left arm and he was having to take deep breaths. Aunt Sherri gave him some Aspirin and then he laid down to rest. I was too scared and didn't want to take my chances, so my Dad took Jon and I to the ER. The nurse immediately did an EKG, which showed that Jon's heart was just fine. After several labs, a chest x-ray and two hours of sitting in the ER, we were told that Jon had pleuracy, which is an inflammation in the outer lining of the lung. Jon had had a cold earlier and the doctor said it was probably caused from the cold. What a huge relief! It gave us quite a scare! Now more than ever, I am so grateful for my wonderful husband and I am so glad he is with me.