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Two weeks ago tomorrow my husband had a blood vessel burst in his brain. He was lifting weights and all of a sudden got a terrible headache, felt sick to his stomach, lost feeling in his arms, and was disoriented. They called 911 and took him to the hospital. I met him there. He was thinking he pinched a nerve in his neck so I was feeling ok. Five minutes after he had a cat scan a team of doctors came rushing into the ER room and said he had blood on his brain and they had to act quickly. They said if it was an active leak he could have a stroke, become brain damaged, or die. All I could hear was the word die. I freaked, literally. They had to remove me from the hospital. It was horrible. Once I calmed down, they let me back in to see him before they rushed him off to do more testing. He was crying and was very scared. He said his final goodbyes to me in case he didn't make it. It was the worst moment of my entire life. Four hours later they determined the vessel which broke had healed itself, so there was no need for surgery at the moment. There was a thin layer of blood on his brain which they would have to monitor to make sure it didn't cause swelling on his brain. He was in intensive care for five days. It was horrible. He's home now and I am with him. We went back to the hospital on Thursday of last week and they did some follow up tests to see if the blood was absorbing as it should. It is, but it's still there. They said it could take weeks to fully absorb. Until then, he will have massive headaches and his head will sort of be in a fog. I thought the happiest day of my life was when we found out we are having a baby, but I was mistaken. It was the day I heard the words "he's in the clear". I thought he was going to die, and he didn't. I truly am the luckiest girl in the world.
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