Fighting For My Life In January
At the end of January I was in a critical condition and my family were told to expect the worst. I had been struggling for a couple of days, so as usual I started my rescue pack. I went up to bed but quite literally couldn't breathe. I called my daughter into my bedroom, she took one look at me and called an ambulance, apparently I was blue and semi out of it. Critical care and the paramedics worked to try and get my breathing under control but nothing was working. I was blue lighted to hospital where I was deemed in critical condition. I had an infection in both lungs and had also picked up RSV from the drs surgery. I don't remember much of the first week in hospital, other than the being asked if my heart stopped, would I want to be resuscitated because I'd never be the same person again, due to lack of oxygen to my brain, so I said no, let me go. I can remember my middle daughter holding my hand and crying but other than that my memory is blank. I was in hospital for 2wks and I have to be honest, the care I received was amazing. Fast forward to now, I'm struggling to breathe at times and automatically go into panic mode, which as we all know makes our breathing worse. I now have a community COPD nurse who is helping me with breathing techniques and supporting me through this horrendous time.
I hope you guys don't mind me telling you my story.
Sending you all love and hugs ❤️
Thank you so much for sharing your story and as someone who also was rushed to an ER who heard them telling my mom outside "you should get the family here to say goodbye as soon as possible," and then having to put me under to let my body heal, not knowing if I was going to wake up again, I completely understand. It it something that changes you, for sure, and my life was only saved due to the dilligence of a nurse in the ICU. So share your story far and wide! It is theraputic for sure. I still tear up when I tell mine! You are always welcome here and let us know if there's anything we can do to help! Keep on keepin' on, DPM Honestly I feel your pain. When you face death, it changes you forever. I have never been so scared in my life and I can't get the sound of my daughter sobbing out of my mind. I'm truly hoping that painful memory soon disappears into the back of my mind. In honesty, it has made me look at life in a different way. I no longer sit down for hours through the day (unless I'm poorly), I get up and do what needs to be done in the house and take regular breaks when the struggle starts. Summer is around the corner, so I'm sure there's plenty for us to do in the garden. I have plans to do some planting next week when the UK weather is supposed to be warmer but we'll see. 😂
Take care Daniel x
