My husband went to the bathroom. An hour later, I text him to see if he’s okay. He doesn’t answer. I go to our bedroom, the bathroom light is on, and the door is locked. I knock, but he doesn’t say anything. I knock louder and call his name. Still nothing. I find a knife and unlock the door. I go into the bathroom and check the shower but can’t find him anywhere. I open the door to the walk-in closet and see him lying on the floor. I panic and start shaking him. He had laid down with the blue blanket to comfort our elderly cat because she’s afraid of thunder, and he fell asleep.
