I thought the caterpillar was scary. Give me a basket full of caterpillars any day over that phone call.
That phone call with the fading voice, telling me to call our emergency contact while I could hear the heart monitor beeping in the background.
That 10 minutes of scared scramble when I couldn’t find her number.
That second phone call with the words “Heart attack”.
That third phone call with the request to come, to be there, knowing that meant things might be bad.
That mad dash to the airport, praying for the phone to ring and afraid that it might.
That long, long overnight flight with no contact for almost 12 hours.
That walk through the hospital doors, not knowing what kind of news waited inside.
These are things I hope I don’t have to face again for a very, very long time. Hopefully never.
He’s OK. He’s recovering and should be totally fine. My heart still beats.
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