audreyh1
Give me a museum and I'll fill it. (Picasso) Give me a forum ...
Uh oh! I already have an overactive immune system.
Oct. 8th 2018 : Hospitalized for 6 days with Sepsis. Faded out on Day 2 and heard the Nurse calling "STAT !" over her radio as I coded and lost consciousness. I got half-way to the Other Side ( Near Death Experience ).
A "Presence", during my ride into the Darkness, asked me if I "wanted to stay" and I accepted the offer. Along with provisions and conditions from that Presence.
Spent another 2 weeks at home administering my own IV Antibiotics with Nurse supervision every other day.
I am a different Person now.
So far...In spite of the initial pain, it has undoubtedly been one of the best things I have ever experienced and/or had happen to me.
Do not fear Death. It is Gentle and Welcoming.
The Conditions were mostly related to the fact that I have been given so much in this Life and that, even while aware of that fact, I had not taken care of many things as well as I should have.
The Provisions were that when I went back, if I truly tried, I would be given the
strength to do so.
In other words, if I were to return, I would be provided with the path and the strength to correct some conditions I had created.
I Have...and, I AM.
One Example -
> Oct. 8th = 275 lbs.
> March 15th = 220 lbs.
(Oh, and I'll throw this out: did any other 'survivors' experience PTSD?)
The surgery was supposed to be no big deal.
A little, yes. One time not long after my hospital experience, where I almost died from septic shock from a botched surgery, I was laying on a hospital bed in the ER, waiting to be seen. My body just started trembling, involuntarily. I knew cognitively that I wasn't in any danger, but my body was scared to death; it was trembling and shaking. Being back in the hospital scared the heck out of it.
I went through it for the better part of a week, (now I can empathize with combat troops, who've experienced waaay worse) - I'm generally very upbeat, but became extremely despondent, very emotional...breaking into tears...(even to the point of Googling how long it would take to die if I ceased eating or drinking).
DW, understandably concerned, went to see our doctor, whose office is kitty-corner from where we live, (I refused to go with), for input.
Then......Poof...it was gone.....hopefully never to return. NOT a pleasant experience. Never had anything remotely like it before...never want anything remotely like it again.
Yes, it just brings home how mentally and physically vulnerable someone can become in a heartbeat.......especially if you've always thought "I can handle this, whatever this might be".......I know better now.I had just a little taste of that PTSD. Lasted for about 10 minutes maybe. It was strange to feel my body reacting on a completely different level than my mind/brain.
The worst part for me was being hooked to the breathing tube for 2 weeks, being unable to speak and having a machine be in charge of my breathing. That's f*cking scary. I hated that.
OMG - I would so panic with a breathing tube! My blood pressure and heart rate would go sky high.
DW had a breathing tube for two days when she had a heart valve replaced in 2017.
The scary thing about breathing tubes is when they remove them, if you don't breath on your own, the docs don't have many choices to keep you alive.
OMG - I would so panic with a breathing tube! My blood pressure and heart rate would go sky high.
So, my wish is to go fast.