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Mood:
Relief
Alright, he's back home. I'll relay the story best I can and without too many unnecessary details.
My nephew just turned 20 in June. When he was 13, he received a heart transplant for caridomyopathy. He recovered well, everything's been going fine since.
Early on the morning of the 14th, my brother called four times in the span of three minutes. He said my nephew was going to take a shower and on his way out of the room, just dropped to the floor. His heart had stopped. My brother performed CPR while his fiance called emergency services. The EMTs were there in 3-5 minutes and within a half hour, a helicopter had landed in the street and took him to the Charleston hospital where he had received his transplant.
He was comatose. All sorts of theories were flying around, from CAV to brain damage to outright rejection. It seemed like each day, there was a new catalyst or a new danger. They were treating him for every possibility, for which I'm greatly thankful. (I think it ended up being a misfire from the sinoatrial node. Like I said, there were endless theories.) They induced him and crashed his immune system, drawing him out over the course of several days.
Upon regaining consciousness, he looked about the room and the first words out of his mouth were, "What the fuck?" So right then and there, we knew he didn't have brain damage. (:
He was released from the hospital yesterday and was sent home toting a defibrillator. Kid went out and gardened. He still sounds raspy and weak, but it seems everything is now under control. Thank goodness.
I'll get on commissions this weekend. Glad to be back!
I'm glad everything turned the way positive as possible out. <3
And thank you very much! ^^