The condition that my husband had has been further confirmed. The official medical term for that is Pulmonary Embolism (PE) and in Chinese, it’s called 肺栓塞. I googled it on the Internet last night after I got back home with the correct spelling from a RN, it brought up hundreds of pages of information about this I-never-heard-of thing in my life.

And the more I read, the more I feared. It was the right thing to get my husband to the hospital on last Friday as it’s a common but lethal condition that could kill people within an hour. If we didn’t come to the hospital, my husband might not survive on the night. But who dares to assume what could have happened in something that already became a history?

I still couldn’t believe it happened on someone whom I live with everyday. He looks so healthy and active. None of the explanations makes the sense about why it was him? He was not immobile for a long time, not recovering from a big surgery and we never heard of any his side of family members had medical history of PE. Even the doctor admitted that he is an unusual case and more blood samples had been taken to find the answer, and I am hoping in a month’s time there will be something back worth taking a note down for us.

Now he is on Warferin and probably will be kept in the hospital for several days to see what dose of Waferin suits him the best as it could cause serious problem if he is given too much or too less, such as bleeding.

My husband looks so normal now, as if there was nothing had really happened. Sometimes I looked at him and thinking this was so real –he is there and I just couldn’t imaging what if not having him being here. Well, illness, sometimes is not the biggest enemy whom we are confronting, it’s more about anxiety.