Last
night I was watching an episode of Downton Abbey, season 3. (last year's season).
One of the daughter's died of eclampsia after childbirth. Oh my, her blue
face...it immediately threw flashbacks of Nolan into my mind,
turning blue and going limp last July 15th during his anaphylactic
reaction.
Panic ensued. I was hot and sweaty, thought I was going to
throw up.
He almost died. Again.
Stopping the "what if" thoughts is such work sometimes.
What if he had died...what if he does die...it will happen again, it is only a matter of time...
I
haven't had this come up in a while, it really took me by surprise and
threw me for a loop. It is just so intense.
Anyway, I am hugging him extra close again today, as that reminder was all too real for me.
He is so very special; life is so very precious.