Today is the one month anniversary of Sarah's death. How did that month pass so quickly? Where have I been? It's so difficult to tell others who haven't heard the news about Sarah's death. To actually have to say those words out loud is to make it real. It was Good Friday morning at about 5:30 am that we got the phone call saying that Sarah was in the emergency room in Minneapolis and had then been transferred to the intensive care unit in another hospital across the river.
Sarah had been having some breathing issues since last June. She had been having testing to determine whether it was asthma or something else. We have never received a definitive diagnosis, but she was on several different medications. Sarah was not responding to the medications she had at home and she was having some pain in her side, as though she had pulled a muscle from coughing so much.She took a tylenol, which did no good and then later an advil, which made her nauseous. Her boyfriend Ryan took her to the emergency room early Friday morning morning, about 1:45am. She had to go into the ER or urgent care a couple of other times when her condition got really bad. When ever she had a chest Xray done, the results were always clear, even though she was coughing up a lot of mucus.