What up yall?!?! I have been absent due to many reasons for a bit over a year. 2nd degree burns on my arm working at the taco bell refried bean plant gave me panic attacks. So I had to quit my job due to panic attacks at the thought of going into the building. Wife and I got regular jobs, not my usual high paying maintenance gig, and then she started feeling like the hot warehouse was making her dizzy/sick, so she had to quit. add to that her father passing feb of 2020, then to fill the void that left my wife we talked about getting a pit bull puppy..... then I wake up one day and she got a 2 year old pit that literally dragged me across the yard while walking and tried many times in 2 weeks to eat our cat....

This is when it gets truly crazy...

Suddenly she has a headache and toothache, after a few days she starts having swelling in her cheek/jaw at the site of the toothache. Next thing she suddenly has pressure on her right eye, making it hard to see. At this point her son and I tried to get her to go to a doctor, but she got antibiotics from a friend instead. Cue slurred speech for about a week, still refusing to go to doctor. Finally got her to go to a CareNow clinic thing, they suggested she go to the hospital for x-rays and MRI and whatnot, she refused and yelled at the doctor until he gave her antibiotics.

Fast forward through a week of antibiotics and she is worse in all regards, slurred speech is worse by day, confusion setting in, blurred/double vision nonstop, and still wont go to the doctor. At this point i had quit my job about 2 weeks prior, early august 2020, due to her bad state. Her son, her mom, and myself begged her to go to the er, no luck. Called ambulance 3 times and she kept refusing treatment (Apparently part of obamacare healthcare changes, until you can not answer their cognitive questions you can send them packing and refuse treatment.) 

So after about 3 weeks of me having, literally, non-stop panic attacks, not eating but a couple slices of bread a day, and watching my wife slowly waste away before my (and her sons) eyes, she starts not making sense.... for a few days straight. Finally, her son and myself convinced her to go to the damn ER. Help get her checked in, tell them about the eye pressure, the double vision, the confusion, the slurred speech, they find her BP is through the roof and kick me and her son out..... no visiting ER due to Covid.... We go home, try to relax, give them a couple hours to figure out whats going on and get her settled. Then i get a text from her that says "fklsa;hdgvbn jfgsa; fggh fgjsakl;hnb gfhgvfyu".... No exaggeration, legit quote i just typed looking at my phone and reading that as the last text I got from her. So I call the hospital, finally get through to somebody and they state that she is ready to be discharged and waiting on her ride... which would be me. I can only presume that text was saying come get me. Not sure how she can be discharged after 3 hours with her symptoms... but OK, we go get her.

We get to the ER, she gets rolled out in a wheel chair, I help her into the car, turn around, and no nurse or anything, they straight jet as soon as her ass left the chair. We start heading home and quickly realize they have her doped up on morphine, i ask what they said and she says "They gave me something to keep the sith away". I immediately ask her where her paperwork is and she says "They didnt give me any, they had too many nurses and couldn't keep up with me so they kicked me out" After getting home I was on the phone for over an hour, screaming and crying at everyone I got transferred to, desperately trying to get info on what the fuck was going on with my wife. Finally got the cell number of the charge nurse that was taking care of her and called her on her way home from work. They ignored everything I told them was going on, only listened to what she said about a toothache/infection. They x-rayed her mouth area, found tooth infection that had not spread anywhere (I assumed tooth infection might have spread to her brain honestly...) and gave her morphine for pain and scripts for blood pressure and another round of antibiotics. Tried to get her to go back, no luck of course. So she says if she still has issues after a week of antibiotics she will go back...

Fast forward a week, nothing is getting better except her tooth swelling and pain. I go to make her something to eat and while im in the other room she tells her son "shhh, dont tell daddy but i had tequilla this morning." He let me know she said that, mind you no alcohol in the house at all for the 8 years we have been living here, so I called an ambulance again....

Ambulance shows up, she keeps answering their questions. What year is it, what day of the week is it, who is president, etc. The paramedic had been there twice already and saw that she was progressively getting worse every time he came, so he kept asking questions while the other 3 started packing up their stuff. Finally he asked "How many quarters are in a dollar?" to which she says, quite enthused, "3!". He verified that was her final answer a couple times and at that point they stated she could no longer refuse treatment and was going with them to the hospital. Our son and myself have NEVER been so fucking happy to hear that a loved one was going to the hospital, we broke down in tears of joy that she could get the proper treatment finally!.....

2 days in ER and they plan on admitting her, the night before that happened, when we called to get another update (No visitors due to covid) and the nurse made her get on the phone, which she wouldnt do before. We both spoke to her, told her we love her, and to co-operate with the staff (She was.... always about her way or fuck the fuck off) as they told us she refused to sit still for MRI and such. The next day they had her sedated due to her trying to swing on people and rip stuff out of herself. She never woke up again. after about 2 weeks in coma we had family meeting with doctors and after hearing that the best case, hopeful scenario was possibly blinking after years, if she is lucky, we decided to pull the plug. She passed away Sept. 5th 2020.

Turns out she was having multiple strokes, massive and minor, for likely at least a month before getting to the hospital. Nothing they could do. She was 42 years old, left behind her son at 18, and me... a widower at 35.....

Moral of the story, DONT PLAY WITH SUDDEN SEVERE EYE PRESSURE, DONT PLAY WITH SLURRED SPEECH, IF YOUR FAMILY AND LOVED ONES BEG YOU TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL... FUCKING GO!

I thank you guys for voting me moderator, and I apologize for my extended dissappearance.... Just wanted to let yall know why I fell off the face of the earth, but I'm back now and working maintenance at Farmer Brothers Coffee.... I digress. I leave you with this advice...

Hug your loved ones!