We're still not sure exactly what happened. It was about 11:30 Monday night. Hubby was almost asleep. Suddenly I had to use the little girls' room...NOW!!! Well, I got up and hurried towards the bathroom. I got vertigo really badly. (Plus, I wasn't making it to the john in time either!) Well, the vertigo got so bad I actually passed out. Cold. On the floor. I yelled for hubby to get the bp cuff. (We still think it's strange that I didn't ask for my glucometer since I'm diabetic. We chalk that up to God telling me what I needed.) Anyway, my bp was 75/47! Rushed to the ER. They couldn't get a bp in one arm, and the other arm only registered 50. They rushed me in the back and put 18 guage caths in EACH arm. (Those are about the biggest caths a person can get! OUCH!!!) They put one in each arm in case they needed to rescussitate me. Very scary! They pumped fluid into me until about 5:30 this (Wednesday) afternoon. They did a sonogram on my heart (yes, I have one! LOL) and on my carotids. Everything was fine. They did an MRI and a brain scan (Yes, I have one of those too! LOL) Both came back with no problems. So the doc decided that it's a combination of meds that I am taking. Mind you, the newest prescription is still over two months old! Then he said it was "defecation syncope". Where you have diarrhea so bad you faint. Yeah, right! So why did it take so long for my bp to come back up? No answer. So...I am home, back to square one, and calling my doctors tomorrow. The nurses said I could have easily have died because my bp was so low. I almost didn't have a pulse. That's why they couldn't get the bp on the first arm in triage. So, please, say a quick prayer for me. It is scary thinking that it could happen again. God Bless.