Did Yesterday Really Just Happen??

For those who know and who dont know what happened yesterday, here is a run down of our day!
This is long and some parts may be a little bloody, so be prepared!

We woke up as normal and Jon was getting ready to go into work. He was supposed to leave in like 5 minutes and I thought it was a good time to move our mattress. My bed has been bugging me for awhile and I realized that I needed to flip my box spring. So I thought to myself, "this will be easy, Ill just do it real quick. Well it turned out to be a lot heavier than I thought and so Jon came in to help me. We got it flipped and then he said he would finish putting the mattress back. So I went out into the kitchen to check on Ella who was eating breakfast. This is where our day got really interesting....

All of a sudden a hear a crash and Jon yells "OH! OH!" Then runs out to the kitchen covering his arm which is covered in blood and he is yelling at me to call 911. I rush and get the phone without even knowing what is going on and call them. While moving the mattress he hit the light fixture on the ceiling, which broke, and it fell and hit his arm. He said that blood started squirting out of his arm and he quickly filled up a towel with blood. Meanwhile I am trying to contain Ella who is yelling from her chair and pointing at all the blood. She really doesn't do well with this kind of thing, so I told her to go into her room, but there was blood in the hallway, so she ended up in the living room with a cartoon. He made his way to the bathroom and that is about when the police came walking in. (They made it in like 2 minutes, I was impressed) Then a minute later 5 (Yeah 5) paramedics and firemen come strolling in. They get him checked out and wrap his arm and then tell him that he really needs to go to the hospital because they dont know what kind of damage was done. By this time the bleeding had mostly stopped, but Jon said he would go. They all stayed in our house while we got all the kids ready and made arrangements and then helped us into our car. Jon was starting to calm down a bit and that was about when his arm started to hurt.

We made our way to the ER and his arm was hurting pretty bad. We explain everything about fifteen times to all the nurses and doctors and then they finally start trying to figure out what was wrong. Let me tell you about this "Cut" that he got on his arm....Its not so much a cut as it is a hole. Its like he got poked in the arm and its about the width of a pencil...thats it.. We arent sure how deep it went, but it definetally was not that big. So we get there and everyone notices that his arm is about twice the size that it is supposed to be. Strange, they all think....Thats when the words "Compartment Syndrome" start getting thrown around. Its when all the blood starts pooling in his arm and puts pressure on the musscles and other things and could cause serious damage if it is not treated. Well, in order for you to need surgery the pressure monitor thing has to be at about 30. Jon's was only at about a 5 and they said this kind of thing usually only happen to people who have crushed their arm or leg or whatever. So its not very likely.

She decides that he just needs to keep it elevated and iced and eventually the blood will dispurse on its own. So they give him a band aid and a sling because he cant really move his arm or his hand without immense pain (because of the swelling they said) and they send us on our way. We make it out to our car and Jon sits down when his wound all of a sudden explodes and there is blood EVERYWHERE. We both run back inside and he is just bleeding all over the place, so they all think that is kind of strange, but just wrap his arm with a bit more than a band aid, and send us on our way again!
By this time it is about 2 and we are exhausted. Jon is at home trying desperately to get comfortable. They gave his a percocet for the pain, but that only made him nausaous. So he is miserable and the pain is only getting worse, he cant handle having it wrapped because it was just too tight. His brother Ryan came over to see how he was and he came out, sat on the couch, and all of a sudden starts yelling in pain....Something happened and his arm just started swelling horribly like right away. We were scared it was going to burst again, so we wrapped it back up and loaded up the car. Thankfully, Karianne had just happened to show up right after that and she offered to take the kids. (She was obviously inspired to come check on us!) We got back to hospital around 5 and his arm was huge and he was in horrible pain. His whole hand was numb and he couldnt even straighten his fingers.

They brought in a vascular specialist to check it out and he starts talking about the compartment syndrome again. His arm was SO hard, it was like a rock. So he gets the pressure thing again and measures his arm in a slightly different spot/compartment (She checked the wrong one earlier that morning) and his pressure was at a 50. So he basically said, you need surgery and I need to do it now. We'll take you back in 20 minutes! So we start making phone call after phone call to let everyone know and then realize that we could really use a blessing right about now. So Im making more calls and I get ahold of Janel who says she is coming with her husband and Steve leavitt who is in our ward.
They were not able to make it in time before they took him back, but they sat with me anyways and saved me from freaking out too much. I was really glad to not be by myself right then. Jon's mom also came and waited for a little while. They said it would take about an hour but it ended up taking about an hour and a half or more. When he finally was done it was just me and Karianne. the surgeon came out and told us what happened. That little tiny hole in his arm managed to cute through an artery, a tendon, and a nerve which explained his bleeding and inability to move and his numb hand (mostly his thumb). He stitched up the artery, the tendon and the nerve and also said that the mucsles were ok, but that they had to leave the wound open for a few days to let the swelling go down. So he will be in the hospital until at least Friday. If he cant close it on Friday then he will have to go in and put in a skin graft.
I just couldnt believe that much damage was caused by one little cut.
Im sorry this is so long I just wanted to let everyone know what is going on. I also am SO incredibly grateful for ALL the support and love and prayers that we have gotten from friends, family, and everyone! It is seriously So amazing and we love you all!
Thank you Thank you!