He crashed this morning. He had been sick all night and all they did was give him phenergan. I knew he was running a fever, but it didn't seem to matter to anyone. He was very red and his heart was beating so fast I could see his shirt moving up and down.
When Daddy got there, Johnny wasn't talking much anymore and I started crying. Daddy got mad and went looking for a doctor. He found Dr. Hanna in the hall and got him to come check on Johnny. His heart rate was so high, Hanna couldn't register his blood pressure so he made the decision to move him to ICU even tho he was not the 'physician of record'. That joker was out of town. Not that he'd been called anyway.
I was so relieved I started crying again. Johnny said, "What's the matter? You're scaring me." I said, "No, no baby. I'm just relieved. You're gonna be ok now."
Last thing I ever said to him.
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