Fair warning: this will be a long read with a lot of details.
Most of these details are based from our home security cameras that my husband was able to provide to my medical team. I only have 3 screenshot type memories of this first day.
The day before - Sunday, 11/25/18 9:39 pm - I texted my sister before bed asking for prayer "just not feeling myself". My husband and I prayed together before going to sleep as well. I wasn't feeling "right" but couldn't place what the issue was.
The day - Monday, 11/26/18 6:22 am - I had texted my husband like I normally do (he usually leaves for work before we are awake), he had let me know that his drive to work was icy. I started my vehicle to warm up and take the boys to the bus at 7am. A couple minutes prior to 7:00 I got a sudden migraine with aura (I've had headaches and migraines of varying intensities for as much of my life as I can remember with the auras usually being just a few times a year but for about the past 3 years it has been consistent with having auras every time I would have a migraine). I sent the boys on to walk to the bus instead of driving them since I couldn't see fully due to the aura. I don't actually remember if I was able to take medication for my migraine or not. I went to my bathroom to continue getting ready for work. That is the last clear memory I have of that day (other than the 3 "screenshots") and the point at which I last remember having hearing. The first "screenshot" is me standing on the porch holding myself against the house with the screen door. The second is standing outside a different house with a man to my left on the phone. The third was sitting in the back of an ambulance with a woman to my left and the back doors open. I don't recall hearing a single thing during any of these moments. That in itself is a blessing because if I had heard my vehicle running when I went outside I'm not sure what would have happened next.
From my husband's point of view - He was called into the office at his work for a phone call around 10 am where he was notified by a Police Officer that I was in the ER on life support. He immediately left work and drove there. Within 10 minutes of arriving they were airlifting me to a hospital in a bigger city. As soon as he tried leaving to head to where I was being sent he was stopped by our pastor who drove him there. During the drive he was able to pull video from our home security and check the house to get a timeline and events of what happened.
Timeline - I sent the boys off to the bus a couple minutes before 7:00. I had texted my husband at 7:17 am but it wasn't clear what I was trying to say. The first sentence was clear "Please pray for me" but it was evident that I was already not myself because I had used the regular text function instead of the WiFi texting app (he doesn't have enough service at work to receive regular text). The security video showed where I made my way to the living room shortly after that, paused motionless looking out the front door for a couple minutes then went to sit on the couch around 7:20 am. From that point on I was making loud, uninterpreted noise and my dogs were barking nonstop running back and forth between me and the front windows. They could sense something was going on. My right arm appeared to be locked in a bent upright position (like the letter L). This continued until around 9:00 am when I randomly stood up and walked to the front door, stepped down to the porch but held myself against the house with the door making screaming like sounds and what was interpreted as "please help me". After about 10 minutes I stepped away from the screen door, closed it and began walking down the street. The high on that day was 31 degrees so anyone that knows me knows that I would have never willingly went outside with just work clothes on in that cold. The doctors have no explanation as to why I was able to just get up at that point, but I do. Jesus was there with me. He helped put my armor on and fought alongside me. I had walked a few houses down where there were servicemen working on a house that I must have seen and attempted to get help from. There were two men at that house working that helped me by calling 911. After having an MRI at the local Emergency Room I was airlifted to a larger hospital to their Neuro ICU with an original admission diagnosis of altered mental status and possible seizure with multiple known brain hemorrhages found during the scan at the local hospital.
Watch for the next blog soon! I'll have daily details about the rest of my hospital stay and more!
Most of these details are based from our home security cameras that my husband was able to provide to my medical team. I only have 3 screenshot type memories of this first day.
The day before - Sunday, 11/25/18 9:39 pm - I texted my sister before bed asking for prayer "just not feeling myself". My husband and I prayed together before going to sleep as well. I wasn't feeling "right" but couldn't place what the issue was.
The day - Monday, 11/26/18 6:22 am - I had texted my husband like I normally do (he usually leaves for work before we are awake), he had let me know that his drive to work was icy. I started my vehicle to warm up and take the boys to the bus at 7am. A couple minutes prior to 7:00 I got a sudden migraine with aura (I've had headaches and migraines of varying intensities for as much of my life as I can remember with the auras usually being just a few times a year but for about the past 3 years it has been consistent with having auras every time I would have a migraine). I sent the boys on to walk to the bus instead of driving them since I couldn't see fully due to the aura. I don't actually remember if I was able to take medication for my migraine or not. I went to my bathroom to continue getting ready for work. That is the last clear memory I have of that day (other than the 3 "screenshots") and the point at which I last remember having hearing. The first "screenshot" is me standing on the porch holding myself against the house with the screen door. The second is standing outside a different house with a man to my left on the phone. The third was sitting in the back of an ambulance with a woman to my left and the back doors open. I don't recall hearing a single thing during any of these moments. That in itself is a blessing because if I had heard my vehicle running when I went outside I'm not sure what would have happened next.
From my husband's point of view - He was called into the office at his work for a phone call around 10 am where he was notified by a Police Officer that I was in the ER on life support. He immediately left work and drove there. Within 10 minutes of arriving they were airlifting me to a hospital in a bigger city. As soon as he tried leaving to head to where I was being sent he was stopped by our pastor who drove him there. During the drive he was able to pull video from our home security and check the house to get a timeline and events of what happened.
Timeline - I sent the boys off to the bus a couple minutes before 7:00. I had texted my husband at 7:17 am but it wasn't clear what I was trying to say. The first sentence was clear "Please pray for me" but it was evident that I was already not myself because I had used the regular text function instead of the WiFi texting app (he doesn't have enough service at work to receive regular text). The security video showed where I made my way to the living room shortly after that, paused motionless looking out the front door for a couple minutes then went to sit on the couch around 7:20 am. From that point on I was making loud, uninterpreted noise and my dogs were barking nonstop running back and forth between me and the front windows. They could sense something was going on. My right arm appeared to be locked in a bent upright position (like the letter L). This continued until around 9:00 am when I randomly stood up and walked to the front door, stepped down to the porch but held myself against the house with the door making screaming like sounds and what was interpreted as "please help me". After about 10 minutes I stepped away from the screen door, closed it and began walking down the street. The high on that day was 31 degrees so anyone that knows me knows that I would have never willingly went outside with just work clothes on in that cold. The doctors have no explanation as to why I was able to just get up at that point, but I do. Jesus was there with me. He helped put my armor on and fought alongside me. I had walked a few houses down where there were servicemen working on a house that I must have seen and attempted to get help from. There were two men at that house working that helped me by calling 911. After having an MRI at the local Emergency Room I was airlifted to a larger hospital to their Neuro ICU with an original admission diagnosis of altered mental status and possible seizure with multiple known brain hemorrhages found during the scan at the local hospital.
Watch for the next blog soon! I'll have daily details about the rest of my hospital stay and more!
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ReplyDeletePrayers for you and the family.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing! ♥️
ReplyDeleteYou are so brave sweetie!!!
ReplyDeleteWOW! God surely was with you....this gave me Holy Ghost bumps! Love you, sweet girl!!
ReplyDeleteI absolutely believe in the power of prayer! Continuously praying for you! (((Hugs)))
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