Jordon wrote about his heart problems here. I thought that I would put some of my thoughts down as well.
- It has been a tough two weeks. It started when Jordon told me that his doctor was sending him to get some blood work done to see if he was diabetic. I kind of ignored that it could be true until the doctor rather emotionally told Jordon and I that he had diabetes and his blood sugar was really high.
- We started to make the adjustments around the house. Out with the Coke and in with the Diet Coke (for the record, Jordon insists that Diet Coke, Diet Pepsi, and Diet Dr. Pepper all taste exactly the same and should all be referred to as brown aspertame). New diabetic meals. New no-sugar treats and four times a day, finding out what Jordon’s blood sugar is at. The phone would ring and often have Jordon’s doctor on the other end asking what Jordon’s blood sugar was at.
- On Monday, Jordon was given a new prescription to help lower his blood sugar. Tuesday he took his pill and almost immediately thought he was having an allergic reaction to the pill and then the heart pain hit. We ended up at the clinic. Jordon’s doctor then ordered me to take him to Royal University Hospital as fast as I could. I got scared at that point. They rushed Jordon in, gave him blood thinner, redid the tests. Did them again. Jerry and Gloria came over. Gloria prayed. Used part of the Free Methodist funeral liturgy while praying. Jordon mocked her. Doctors came in and made him sign a waiver for an angiogram and bypass surgery. I got even more scared. The only good thing is that Jordon wasn’t either scared or faked it and tried to get a cookie from me after they told him not to eat. I fought him off and ate the cookie in front of him. Jordon whined. I took his coffee away. Jordon whined again. Nurses kept injecting Jordon with morphine. Jordon still lobbied for cookies. I went home and got Lee and Mark. Jordon was having angiogram and no one knew where he was. Jordon’s nurse found us. We found Jordon. Next guy getting angiogram after Jordon died. That was freaky and unsettling. Jordon’s morphine ramblings made us laugh. In hindsight, I should have recorded them and made them into a podcast. Mark almost yanked out Jordon’s IV when he gave him a hug. Angiogram showed Jordon’s heart was hurting but no permanent damage. Later that night we drove home and we ordered in some food. I finally ate and Jordon fell asleep on the couch.
- Jordon’s heart still hurts and he is weak but is still alive and functioning. Glad to have him still around.
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