
This has to be one of the craziest and scariest things we have experienced as parents so far and comes with a long tale about it. Gavin had been feeling a bit sick lately, but it was mostly like a common cold that seemed a bit stronger than usual. While I was at work, Tara ran him over to one of the Little Clinics at King Soopers (which is something we typically do out of convenience, and they do a good job). They had him up on the table and were taking a nasal swab and Gavin just collapsed straight off of the table on the floor unconscious. Tara said that she and the nurse were totally caught off guard, but this young nurse shouted to the other attendant to call 911. Tara called me and was mostly hysterical, but I caught something about Gavin's heart stopping and an ambulance. I bolted down to my car, and I think I was probably driving about 45 seconds later to meet them at the hospital. They were transporting him to the ER at our local Good Samaritan hospital but details of what had happened and his status were pretty slim at this point. I think Tara and I were both pretty scared and trying to work through the "what if" scenarios.
After a fairly aggressive drive from downtown Denver, I actually beat the ambulance to the ER, and I just saw them pull up and I headed in. I think the hardest part was waiting, as they wouldn't let me immediately go back. After a few minutes, I think the triage nurse could tell I wasn't holding it together very well and was able to get me back into the room with him. Tara still hadn't arrived yet, but as I came in, they were moving him from the ambulance gurney onto the ER bed. This picture is basically what I arrived to. It was tough to see, but he was awake and alert which was a major answer to our prayers. Even writing about this quite a bit later still brings tears to my eyes thinking about seeing your 17-year-old with defibrillator patches stuck to their chest. Its definitely a remind about how frail life is and how easy things can change.
Over the course of the next few minutes a whole host of emergency nurses, doctors, and the cardiologist supporting the ER were assembled and trying to figure out what was going on. This picture (though it is a bit hard to see) is the EKG printout showing him being officially asystole or essentially without a heartbeat. What we pieced together through talking with the Firefighters/EMTs was that his heart was repeatedly stopping and starting again for periods of 10-20 seconds. Obviously, with your heart not beating you have a serious problem.

After he was generally stabilized, they walked through the next steps with us. Tara thankfully had arrived by this time...though having lived through the whole experience firsthand was quite traumatic for her as well. With Gavin being a minor still (under 18), they explained that he would have to be transported via a second ambulance ride down to Children's Hospital in Aurora to be evaluated and treated further. This seemed hard, but Gavin has had two previously heart surgeries (two ablation procedures) done there and it is an amazing hospital. I was able to ride in the ambulance for the 45-minute ride, and they received us into the pediatric cardiac ICU unit. Both of his pediatric cardiologists also met us within the first hour of arriving and said they had evaluated his case and reviewed his surgeries to try to see if anything they had completed could have caused what he was experiencing.
He spent the first night in the cardiac ICU unit (which was tough) as there is a lot going on when you are under that care. Constant evaluations, numerous ongoing tests, and a dedicated nurse who watches you through your room window from her desk 24-7. It was great care, but a lot. Thankfully by the second afternoon they were able to move him down to the main pediatric cardiology floor and out of the ICU. You can see Gavin in the picture above that would become our home for almost the next week.