The Day God Used My Son To Save My Life

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It all started back in 2009. I had just been diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis and had lost my job because I had to use up all my FMLA. On top of that, I got a nasty virus and wasn't able to eat or drink for about 4 days. One day I noticed that my heart was beating rapidly whenever I got up to do anything. I felt extremely weak. I had just started taking a new blood pressure pill so I thought that was what was going on. This went on for several days. Then one day I was on the phone with my brother and I was walking around while talking. All of a sudden my leg went out from under me. The next thing I knew, I was on the floor. I didn't tell my brother what had happened but was a little worried. A few nights later, my son asked me to come over to eat with them as they were cooking hotdogs out on the grill. He knew how sick I had been and he said that after we ate, he was taking me to the ER. I told him I was fine and that I wasn't sure I would be able to make it to his home for dinner. He got a little upset with me telling me I needed to get out of the house, etc. So I finally gave in and went. Several times while I was there, my legs tried to go out from under me. Fortunately both times I was near something that I could grab a hold of. My son didn't see any of this as I hid it from him. After eating my son asked me if I was ready to go to the ER and I told him I was. I was getting worried myself. When we arrived, I didn't have to wait long before they took me in the back to take my vitals. My blood pressure was 70/40 and each time they took it, it went down more and more. They took me right back to a room and nurses and doctors were everywhere. After taking my blood, the doctor came back and said I was in acute kidney failure and that I might have to have dialysis. I was shocked. Whenever I was lying down, I felt great. I didn't feel like I was seriously ill. I was in the hospital for over a week and found out that at the time I arrived, my kidneys were only functioning at 10 percent. I was told that if I hadn't come in, I would have died within a few days. The doctors said that because I had not drank anything in 4 days and I was still taking my blood pressure medicine, I had gotten extremely dehydrated. That was what caused the kidney failure. Needless to say, I responded to therapy and was fortunate not to have any lasting affects from it all. My son told me after I was released from the hospital that God had told him that I needed to go to the hospital. He said it just wouldn't get off his mind. He was determined that he was going to get me there one way or another and because of this I am forever grateful. God worked through my son to save my life.