Jon and the worse night of my life

Well as most of you know by now, because I swear the whole city of Green River knows. Jon was takin' by ambulance to The University of Utah last night. I have told the story about a million times to doctors, nurses, and family but I had some time cause the kicked me out of Jon's room for an hour and half for shift change and I wanted to share it one more time for all of you. First of all I just have to state that Hospitals are the coldest place on earth... I'm freezing!
Yesterday morning Jon called me and told me something was wrong. When I asked what was wrong he told me I don't know, but something is wrong. So I asked him what was going on that made him feel like something was wrong. He told me he couldn't feel his hands and that he had a migrain and was starting to get sick to his stomach. So I told him to sit down in the truck and get something to drink. His boss then called me and told me the man Jon was working with was very worried about Jon. Bryan told me that while working Jon was hammering a nail in and he hit his hand, and Jon had no idea he had hit his hand. So Bryan tried to get him to stand up but Jon was unable to do so and had to be carried back to the truck. So I asked that they just take him into the emergency room in Evanston, and I would take Bridger to my mom's. When I got to Evanston Jon seemed to be fine he had feeling back in his hands and he was happy. I did notice it took him a long time to process when I asked him a question before he would answer me. I asked if he could hear me and he said he could hear me just fine.
The doctor was very concerned what was causing the migrain and decided to do CT scanto see if there was a tumor or blood on the brain. Jon heard tumor and freaked he was scared to death thats what it was and he was going to die. I assured him that was not going to happen. We had a couple of guys come up from the office and give Jon a blessing while we waited for the results of the CT scan. The only thing I remember from the blessing was the doctors would be able to figure out what was wrong with Jon and fix it so he could continue on his long life. Obviously those words brought serious comfort. The CT came back and there was a small dot on the right side of his brain. They were able to do any further testing there in Evanston and wanted to send us to the University of Utah. She called down to the U of U and asked if she could send him and they asked that she did a spinal tap first. She got the spinal tap done, and it came back clear. By now Jon"s reflexes and sensory on the left side of his body had become very weak. So with that development and the spot on the right side of the brain mad them worry. As well all know the right side of the brain functions the left side of the body, so if something is cause trauma to the right side of the brain it will react on the left side of the body. So they went ahead and sent Jon by ambulance to SLC to the U of U. I was able to ride down in the ambulance with him.
When we got to the U of U the took him right back to do an MRI and get a better look at the spot on the right side of his brain and to see what was causing it. He was gone about an hour and when he came back the doctor infomed me that Jon had a stroke. I was totally shokedI couldnt believe he just told me my husband had  a stroke. When I think of people having strokes I think of old men, not my 28 year old husband. The ER doctor told me the nerologist would be in to talk to me, when she came in she told me that Jon had suffered from a very significant stroke and there was severe damage to the right side of his brain. she gave him a reflex test and Jon was un able to move the left side of his body or feel anything on the left side. When she asked him what his name was he replied with his father's name Walter. The doctor sai Walter I wanted you to know you had a severe stroke today ok. I lost it I started crying and I couldn't control myself anymore and all I could think of was the worse. I had just had a baby who was just over a month old and no I was going to loose my husband. Normally in this situtation I would rely on Jon to tell me everything was going to be ok, but Jon was so doped up on medicine he couldnt stay awake. The took him back for another CT to determine what the spot was when she came back she told me it was a blood clot and they were moving him to the NCCU (Nerology critical care unit) I cried the whole way up stairs and the whole time we got Jon to his room when I looked up to see who was in the room and there stood my Aunt Hannah. I kid you not she looked like an angel to rescue me that night. Which I think she really was she stayed up with me all night talking and keeping me laughing and got my mind of off what was going on. It was also nice to have someone else there so when the explained things to me there was someone else hearing it too. They checked Jon's reflexes all night and no changes. About 4 o'clock my aunt and I noticed that Jon got cold and reached down with his LEFT hand to pull up the covers. Then he would occassionaly scratch his face with his left hand as well. The nurse confirmed for us that the blod clot did cause the stroke and so now they were just trying to figure out what caused the blood clot. The nerologist showed me his MRI so I had and idea about how much of his brain was damaged from the stroke, and it was s fairly large spot about the size of  a baseball.
Through out the day as I checked on Jon he became more and more lusive. He knew where he was and the date, but he still did not fully understand what had happened and that he had a stroke. The doctor told me that was cause of the damage on his brain and that it would probablly take awhile for him to fully understand what had happened to him. The continued to run tests to see what had caused the blood clot, and I had my dad and brother give Jon another blessing. This one said again that the doctors would be able to figure out what was causing Jon's alliments and they would be able to fix them. After the blessing Jon was able to talk to me and he looked at me and said they said I had a stroke. I said yes you did. He started to cry and he asked am I going to die. I also started to cry and told him no he was not and that everything was going to be ok. He said he didn't understand what that meant he had a stroke so my brother sam explained it to him, then he turned to me and said the nurse told me I'm going to die. I assured him again that was not the case, by now he was gaining more feeling in the left side and was coming more and more around. He even started making jokes.

The said it would be ok for Jon to go out to the waiting room to see Bridger since he was able to get out of bed and walk. After that my parents took Bridger back home with them and Jon and I went back to the room. The cardiologist came in and told us that the results from his ecocardiogram showed that Jon has a small hole in the wall between the right chamber and the left chamber of his heart. He told us it was a birth defect and Jon has always had it but since it allows blood to flow from the right chamber to the left chamber it allowed a clot to reach his brain were normally it would be cleaned out in the lounges. They said it was fairly easy to fix just small surgery where they go in through Jon's leg and into his heart were they will place a patch over the hole. He said this will hopefully  insure us that this would never happen again and it would reduce his migrains. So we are just waiting for them to tell us what time tomorrow he will have surgery. Its scary but it is a major relief to know some answers and that my husband is ok. Jon is totally awake and laughing and joking... I have my honey back!
Here is some pictures of Bridger enjoying time at Grandma and Grandpa Mullins: