Sean might kill me for telling this story. (Like that has ever stopped me before) But I never want to forget it.
This picture was taken on our honeymoon in Vegas. We were staying at the MGM Grand Signature Suites. This room was amazing and had a HUGE jacuzi tub. One of the days that we were there, Sean decides to take a bath in there. While he was tubbin, he told me that he was feeling a little light headed. I told him that he was probably dehydrated because we had been walking around all day and should be careful getting out. Keep in mind, I am watching TV in the main room. I hear him getting out of the tub. He walks into the room with nothing but a towel on, says to me "Chloe, I don't feel soo gooo..." BAM. Sean fell straight to the ground. I seriously thought he was playing a joke on me. I ran over to him and he is passed out. His eyes are rolling in the back of his head and his mouth is making this weird noise and he is convulsing. What was I supposed to do? Forget that I am CPR certified and should be opening his airway and all that crap. All I could think about was how I was going to explain to everyone that I killed my husband on our honeymoon?? Should I call room service? Do I call 911? Should I try and put some pants on him first? What do I do? Luckily Sean came around before I called room service/911 and we decided to take it easy that night. Needless to say, Sean is not allowed to take unsupervised baths anymore.