Hello everyone. Im 22 and live in Alberta, Canada. On May 14th, 2014 I was exposed to mouse droppings while cleaning out my holiday trailer. The next day I had noticed I was more tired than usual but I attributed that to having a 4.5 month old. Over the next 8 days I became increasingly more fatigued and eventually became very nauseous. I decided the next morning I would go to the hospital. That night I shook violently all night, unknowingly I had a very high fever. I got to the hospital and was immediately admitted upon my arrival. They suspected a kidney infection. They tried for 8 hours to bring down my fever. They made the decision to fly me out to Grande prairie to a bigger hospital with the suspicion that I had double pneumonia. Once I was there I could feel my breathing was getting more and more labored. They believed I had H1N1 and told me they were going to put me on the ventilator. My husband arrived just in time for me to say goodbye to him and I tried so hard to comfort him by saying, everything will be alright even though I felt in my heart that I was dying. I had already written him and my daughter a goodbye letter while I was waiting to be flown to the city. I immediately went into respiratory distress and started to black out. I could do nothing but pray. I prayed so hard. I prayed that I trusted The Lord with all of my heart and everything is in His hands but to please not take me home yet as I have a husband and baby to take care of. I prayed it over and over until everything went completely black and I felt all the life leave my body. I finally said with a very heavy heart, but Jesus Im so tired. I had given up. Then I seen the most beautiful shining and warm light I have ever seen. I was at peace and knew I seen the light. It was then that I heard Jesus say, not yet and I woke up again! I was going to be okay! From then I was put into a medically induced coma and they had tried multiple times to move me onto the stretcher to fly me to Edmonton but my vitals would drop to dangerously low levels and they feared I would die right there. Finally after 6 hours they decided it was my only chance and told my husband to prepare for my passing while being transported and they will phone him when I pass away. I made it to the hospital being hand pumped oxygen the whole way. They immediately did the surgery to hook me up to the ECMO machine where I would stay for the next 12 days. I woke up shortly after being taken off maximum life support. I woke up to being told I was on the ventilator, I was on life support and dialysis while being sick and I had a few set backs of having blood in my lungs. They kept me on the ventilator for another 5 days after I woke up. The moment they took out those tubes am I could breathe on my own with oxygen I cried tears of joy and I had never smiled so big. I was only on oxygen for another day before breathing completely on my own. I immediately started physio and was doing so well and I had exceeded their expectations beyond belief. I was told I was going to be flown to grande prairie again before being transferred to my home town hospital. I cried so hard I was so happy. I spent another 2 nights in grande prairie and during that time I knew I had to prove to the doctor that I was healthy enough to go home. I did everything myself and I walked around that ICU without a walker like a champ! I had something to prove if I wanted to go home and see my baby. Finally I got the news I had been waiting for. I was going home. Not by air ambulance, not to another hospital, I was going home with my husband in our truck! I spent a total of 3.5 weeks in the ICU and its been almost 2 months since I got sick. Im recovering very well, my only set back is the gangrene on my feet (from lack of oxygen and circulation to m feet while on ECMO) recently became infected and I have to be closely monitored so that the infection doesnt spread to my bone. I do have bouts of shortness of breath and will for the rest of my life. My lungs were severely damaged but I am grateful that Jesus gave me another chance to be a wife and a mother to our beautiful 6.5 month old. Thank you for letting me hate my story.
Posted on: Thu, 24 Jul 2014 15:56:05 +0000
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