A trip to the hospital

I'm pretty sure life never slows down here for us at the Johnson house.

I have an issue with passing out.... have had since spring. 

I had the same issue when Cohen was a baby, and it gradually went away.  By the time Cohen turned one, I really didn't have a problem with it anymore. 

No doctor has been able to tell me what is happening or what's wrong, not two years ago, and not now.

The FIRST DAY BACK from my Utah trip I had another basic appointment scheduled to try to figure this business out.  Well, while standing in the lobby, waiting for my appointment, I passed out.  The staff took it VERY seriously (almost like they didn't believe me when I told them what was happening before) and the lead doctor to the clinic took over my case.  She sent me straight to the hospital and threatened to call an ambulance unless I got a ride there right away.  I was not allowed to drive, or go home first or anything.

I got really emotional.  I couldn't get a hold of Josh right away, and was calling friends and classmates, to see if they could help me.  I was worried about my kids at my friends house... and how long they would have to stay there.... and how long I would have to stay at the hospital.  None of the doctors knew how long the stay would be.  I was pretty terrified. 

My great friend Ashley picked me up and took me to the hospital.  She really helped me calm down.  From there nothing special happened at all. 

Over two full days in the hospital is a very stressful thing on a family, especially when it's unexpected.  My ward family (since we have no real family here) was a tremendous help.  We couldn't have made it through without them.  Josh had to go to school, and I had to be in the hospital... kids go where?  Thanks to everyone who helped!

The stay was pretty boring.  Lots of tests showed me I was in great health.  I felt fine (except when I passed out of course) but was forced to stay in my bed and call for help if I needed to get up.  The only way I could talk to Josh was calling him on my cell phone (the hospital phone didn't call long distance) and it only worked about 50% of the time.  Arranging for children, working on bills, and doing all the stuff the hospital needed me to do kept me busy enough.

I'm glad this is over, and I hope I don't have to do this again any time soon!



Seemingly healthy and happy at the hospital, but I wasn't allowed to even really stand up without someone with me.




All prepared for my EEG test.  I think there were 26 wires attached to my head.