Why does it take an episode to make you appreciate things?

Hubby had another episode that sent us to the ER. He had been vomiting all night and morning and was not able to keep anything down. We left home at 9:30 am and did not get home until 5:30 pm. It was a very long day in the ER and we were in a room with just a curtain between the room and the next room. It was very hard to sit there and have to listen to everything going on in the next room when I just want to concentrate on my hubby. We told the doc to call our doc and let him know what was going on so that my hubby could be admitted. They called and he was off for the day and talked to one of his associates. The associate did not want to be responsible for him being admitted. We did not even make it home, and he was vomiting again. We came home and I called some neighbors to come and give him a blessing. They gave him a lovely blessing and he calmed down a little bit. He was still very nauseated and still vomiting so I called the ER and they said to come back.

When we got up there they had a 1-1/2 hour wait. UGHHH!!!!! He was admitted this time but did not get into his hospital room until 4 hours later. I did not get to bed until after 1:30 because some dork kept calling the cell phone. I would answer thinking it could be the hospital and it was some dork saying oops, wrong number!!! I was so MAD!!! Then hubby called me at 6:30 in the morning to say that he had a bad night and needed me to bring clean unders.... oh the joy.

I went and spent the morning and left at about 1 p.m. My hubby called at 4 and then again at 5 in a panic needing me to come to the hospital. By the time I got there he was panicking and the CNA told me that they had given him a combination of pain med and nausea med and he was having a bad reaction. He was not breathing well, shaking his legs like crazy, eyes dilated, and definitely out of it. It took 4 hours for the meds to wear off and he was okay (well enough) that I came home to take care of the kids and get them into bed.

I definitely can say that I love my husband and it tears me apart to see him so sick like this. I have to remember what a blessing it is to have a husband and all the blessings that God has blessed us with. I can only take my family to heaven with me and that is what keeps me going down the right road, I want to be with them when I die!