Disaster caused by unforeseen circumstances

Okay. You did good. Now Alex will come in and start begging for forgiveness. Any second now.

It takes a few seconds then you hear Alex's chair scraping as he gets up. His steps are heavy ass he hurries trough the apartment. He is close now...

The door to the bathroom opens. 'What?' You have time to think for yourself before you hear the unmistakable hulking sound of Alex hurling. You feel a sudden pang of worry mix with your general anger. Is Alex sick? You sit up on the bedside. Alex hurls loudly once again. Has he been drinking? He didn't smell like ****, right? You get up and walk out too the bathroom.

Alex is hugging the toilet bowl close. His face is a deep red color. Tears are streaming down from his eyes as. He bends forward and starts hulking as his stomach is desperately trying to unload its content yet it seems that there is't anything left in there. You stand there in shock, you don't know what to do as Alex entire midsection contracts trying painfully to unload something. After a few agonizing seconds his body relaxes and he is able to breath a few heavy and **** breaths. Then he starts attempting to vomit once more. This continues for what seems like an eternity until finally he is able to drag some ragged breaths again. His entire body shivers from exertion. Slowly his breathing calms. Well that was scary but at least now it seems to be over.
Alex looks up at you his eyes tired and bloodshot "Amy" he says with an anguished whimper. Then his eyes rolls back into his skull and he slumps down. His head hits the tiles with a horrifying wet thud.

"Alex?" Your feminine voice is weak and filled with worry. You step forward and look down at him. "Alex." You get no response. "Alex!" You shout yet he doesn't respond at all. You bend down and shake his shoulder yet he appears completely lifeless. The fear is rising inside you. "Alex wake up" you say as you continue to shake him yet he doesn't respond. "I am sorry Alex. I am sorry. Please wake up. Please wake up Alex". You continue to shake him and pleading form him to wake.
Yet Alex Remains lifeless as fear make way for panic.

You start crying. What are you going to do. The question circles in your head. You feel helpless. You don't know what to do. "Alex" you sob. Then you remember. Your phone! You have to call an ambulance! You hurry up and grab your phone that is charging in your bedroom. What was the number? Shit why can't you remember the fucking number! Stupid phone, I should now it! O shit yes how did you forget?! Hurry dial. It's ringing why aren't they picking up?! You hurry back into the bathroom. Alex is still lifeless on the floor.

"911 whats your emergency?" A woman finally responds.

"HE IS ON THE FLOOR!" You yell into the phone.

"Who is on the floor" The woman asks.

"Alex! He is on the floor and won't wake up" You yell back.

"Miss is he breathing." You stand over Alex. Is he breathing? Yes? No? You are certain that you should know how to check that but...

"I don't now." You say crying into the phone.

"Alright miss where are you calling from?"

"Home" You whimper.

"What address miss" The woman remains calm.

"Is he going to die?" He can't die, please don't die.

"Miss listen to me carefully, are you listening?" The woman says. How she can remain calm while Alex i dying is a mystery.

"Yes" You whimper.

"Good, now i know that you are home, i need you to tell me your home address. What is your home address?" she questions you.

Well that's easy, you know that and give it to the nice lady on the phone.

"Alright miss an ambulance is on it's way now i need you to do something are you listening?"

"Yes" You can do this, the nice lady and you will save Alex.

"Alright i need you to check if Alex is breathing, i want you to place your ear a few inches from his mouth and nose to listen for his breath. Can you do that?"

"Yes" You kneel down next to Alex and do as the woman tells you. Your heart skips as you feel his soft breath on your ear.

"I could feel it he is breathing!" You yell into the phone.

"That's good miss. What does Alex's breathing sound like right now?"

"Like he is sleeping" You exclaim.

"Is he snoring?"

"No he sounds normal" You feel yourself relaxing a bit. He is breathing normally, he is not going to die. As soon the ambulance is here everything will be fine.

"Very good miss now is he at all awake."

"No and he doesn't respond when i shout or shake him."

"Okay miss in what position is he laying?"

"He is on his back"

"Alright miss listen to me, i am going to need you to do exactly as i say. Are You listening?" The nice lady asks.

"Yes"

"Good the first thing i want you to do is put me on speaker phone, can you do that"

You fumble with your phone but finally you manage to do it. "Alright you are on speaker now." You inform the nice lady.

"Very good miss now want you to put the phone down, you are going to help Alex lay on his side okay?"

You look down at your husband "How am i going to do that?"

"I will guide you, first i need you to sit on your knees at his side."

You already are "Right."

"alright now i want you to grab Alex's hand opposite you and place it on his shoulder closest to you." The lady instructs you.

You do as you are told "Right now i want you to lift his knee opposing you so that his foot is on the floor and the knee is bent in the air. got it? Very good miss now grab the shoulder and knee opposing you and gently turn him towards you."

You do as you are told and find that turning Alex is surprisingly easy. Wait you have learned this before. Years ago at school. Why the fuck don't you remember any of it now? "He is on his side now" You inform the lady.

"Excellent miss! The ambulance is just a few minutes away. Just stay calm."

You take a deep breath to calm your nerves. Everything is fine. Alex is going to get the help he needs then everything is going to be fine. You run your hand trough his hair. Everything will be alright.

Then suddenly Alex whole body violently jerks. Then it jerks again. His arms and legs spasm throwing them around. "Alex?" You ask terrified. "Is something wrong" The lady operator asks on the phone. "His arms and legs just shock." You respond.

"Did he wake up" She asks.

"No" You respond, feeling that something is very wrong.

Then he starts shacking. His arms and legs spasm. His breaths turn into short grunts as his body convulse. His eyes are open yet they see nothing as he stares at the back of his head. You panic as the muscles in Alex's body rolls him onto his back again. The back of his head starts banging into the tile floor.

"He is shacking, HE IS SHAKING!" You scream in panic and helplessness as before your eyes your husband is having a seizure.

"Miss i need you to stay calm help is on it's way."

"ALEX!" You scream

"Miss don't hold him down let go of him" The lady operator orders you.

"He is hurting himself, HE IS HURTING HIMSELF!" You scream, you don't know what else to do.

"How is he hurting himself!?" The voice sound urgent.

"His head is banging on the floor" You weep in terror.

"Miss you need to put something soft under his head. A pillow, a towel or a piece of clothing."

Something soft, something soft. You grab a towel and place under his head. As you remove your hand it comes back bloody.

"He is bleeding from his head" You cry. At that time the sound of the doorbell echo trough the apartment.

"Miss, the paramedics are just outside. You need to let them in." The lady is calm. You hesitate for a few seconds. You don't want to leave him, but you know you have to. You Hurry up and unlock the door.

"Person on the floor?" The large man wears clothes in greenish yellow and holds a large bag slung over his shoulder. Behind him is another man with his hands on a gurney.

"In the bathroom" you respond meekly and points. The men doesn't hesitate and march right past you. You follow them. The bathroom is to small for you to see muck as the start working. Yet you stand in the doorway trying to look.

"How long has he been having this seizure?"

Holding back your tears you respond "I don't know, a little over a minute"

"2 minutes and 34 seconds" The nice lady responds.

"Thank you, we got it from here." The man carrying the bag calls out. You hear the nice lady hanging up.

The paramedics mumble some technical stuff between one another. then they turn Alex on his side and pull down his pants. After a few seconds Alex stops shacking and goes limp. You are uncertain as to what they did.

"What exactly happened." One of the paramedics asks. "he got home late as usual, you had a fight, then he started vomiting, then fainted then, started shaking." You tell them fighting to not break down completely.

"Has he taken any ****?" One of them asks.

You want to deny it but "I don't know" is all you can say in truth. One paramedic sighs.

"And he doesn't have any previous conditions? Epilepsy?"

"No"

They place him on the gurney. "Alright miss, we are going to take your boyfriend to the hospital now."

You start crying "Is he going to be alright?"

"The doctors at the hospital will examine him. After they now whats wrong they can treat it" That was not what you asked.

"Can i come with?"

"No miss, i am sorry but i can't have you in your pajamas out in this weather and we don't have time to wait for you to change." You suddenly become aware that you are only wearing a thin nightgown and a pair of clearly showing panties.

"Look miss i think you should take some time and collect yourself then you should ask someone to drive you to the hospital if you feel you are able. Your boyfriend is in good hands, trust me on that"

You place your hand on your belly "I'm his wife" you mumble.

"I see, sorry." Then they role Alex out. Suddenly you are alone again in your apartment. Alex's blood is slowly drying on your hand. You walk into the bathroom and start washing it off. You notice your phone lying on the tiled floor next to a bloody towel. You pick up your phone. The emergency call was cut barely a minute ago. The phone display shows how long it lasted, 28 minutes and 42 seconds.