June 29, 2011

Peeking through a glimpse of my trial of a tragic day...

Just one of those days, in the merry month of June one in particular Friday morning stood out.  T'was just a normal day with normal activities: Rising early, I set out to get ready for the day. The sun was shining brighter than ever- and it seemed like a right good day to be alive... If only the throbbing of the headache would go away. For three days now, I was aching, hurting, and pounding something fierce. Medicine wouldn't lay up the pain-- and the headache just wanted to linger. But despite the hurt I put my foot down to get through the day.  Going off to another room I got the task of my little bit of Friday morning School done for the day.  It took a LOT of concentration to keep focused on the work- but I simply couldn't do it. No matter how hard I tried, not an itty bit of the work could I understand.  Completing as much as I could-  we all set out into the living room to listen to Dads radio show.  Sitting in the recliner, my eyes felt so dreary. Then next thing I knew the world started slipping away in a very black coma of sleep....

Feeling rattled in my sleep, blurry visions start appearing. Voices ringing in my head. Tears streaming down my face. My breathing scarce, but heavy.  The visions of faces begin to become a little more focused... My Mom was staring into my face yelling something of which I couldn't understand.  My face felt wet, and I could hardly breathe.  Being asked If I could talk, I figured out that I could not. Nothing wanted to come out. Upon the next question as if I could hear- THAT I figured I could do... But it was slight. Every minute I felt like I was slipping into the world of black, where nothing appears, no one is heard, and everything is unmemorable. And thus is where I slipped. 

Coming in and out- blurry visions, noises keep draining through me. Horns honking, Moms reassuring everything will be OK, Baby cries, and cars passing.  I could feel the shaking of my body, and the sound of my breathing.  Through my world I had no idea what was going on. What was happening? Am I dying? Will I ever know what happened? Will I see the rising of the next sun?

And thus my world was black again.
Next thing I know I feel on air, people all around are yelling. "We have a girl unconscious." "What have we got?" "15 year old girl unconscious"-- And I feel being lifted into air again-- still everything is blurry, me having a lot of trouble opening my eyes. Feeling as if I'm lying down in the air of clouds I'm not pulling through.  Next thing happens- I feel my arm go completely numb, I remember thinking: "I'm losing my arm!" It hurt, it felt lifeless. And was out of sight. A needle starts poking through my skin, my other arm is taking blood pressure, another needle pricking my finger. Blankets covering me so thick to stop the shivering of my body.  I felt so cold... But so hot. Getting my eyes completely open, questions come flying to me like rain. Unrecognizable faces start appearing in sight. And my mind is whirling with confusion.

Being asked with so many questions, my parents are in the background answering a few on their own. But then questions are coming to my face alone. I had to come through and answer them... Rising up as much energy as I could muster, I felt as if maybe, just maybe I could utter a few words... But none would come.  I simply couldn't talk.  Being asked if I was scared I shook my head "no!" Through all this, I realized I wasn't scared even the least bit.  Though I felt like I was slipping away, I didn't feel even the slightest afraid.  Next statement coming through a nurse at my left is telling me to calm my breathing down. More questions to the right. Turning my head in her direction, I'm being asked question after question. So I tried my best to answer with the nod or shake of the head.  After all those questions I'm being wheeled into the X-ray room. Lying in the bed on my way to the room- I passed so many people. I felt odd. I've seen movies after movies, read books after books... But never before did I think I would be reeled in a bed. In a hospital. Feeling awful. 

After tests, I'm reeled into my own hospital room.  After all those X-rays and questions, I'm finally pulled through.  Still in pain. But feeling a little bit color come to.  Everything was feeling a bit normal in my unormal circumstance.  And finally everything starts to settling down. Lying in the room waiting for the results- Dad and Mom are calling family, texting, facebooking- gathering prayers.   Everything still wasn't at peace like I would have liked though. Twice two different nurses at two different times had to come in and draw blood from both arms. You talk about hurt! For those two incidents I forgot I had a headache. A friend from Church stops in to check in on me, Conversations are going on. Nurses keep checking in. And I'm starting to feel really tired. But another nurse entering the room with an oxygen mask detains my sleep. Let's say the mask wasn't very comfortable- and I had to wear it for what seemed like hours.  

Finally, the Doc appears, papers in hands. Maybe. Just maybe we will get some news of what has happened to me.   Still having trouble comprehending everything as I should- I strained to hear what the Doc was saying.  I hyperventilated? From the prescription given; it is caused from anxiety and stress. 
But they had no solution for the headache, and everything given did not make sense. Whats really wrong with me? All my results came in fine- I even found out I don't have low blood sugar(at least at the time), my heart rate was GREAT, nothing terribly was wrong with the inside of my head. So what caused it?And why can't I talk? Doctors just didn't sound like those smart Docs I read about. 

But Doc said I was OK. 

After awhile I'm finally told that I can go home.  Trying to gather up strength, I need to get up and walk. I felt wobbly, and faint when my feet hit the ground.  But with some help I wobbled out of the hospital.  I had such kind nurses- on my way out I was greeted with a "Goodbye and Get well!" Then off we drove towards some food. I was famished. After all that blood my head told me I couldn't eat- but I hadn't ate all day. My stomach told me I was hungry and in need of food.  So we ate. And headed home...

That my friends is the version of my tale of the story.  It was the weirdest day of my life. (And to set the records straight: this all happened a couple weeks ago.) So what really happened was(of which I have heard more often than none): I had fallen asleep in the recliner, and my Parents were doing all in their power to wake me up.  But I wouldn't budge. Seeing something was terribly wrong- with deep but scarce breathing, tears streaming down my face, me not able to respond or talk- Dad picks me up and they rush me to the hospital.  After a whole ordeal, the results came back saying I hyperventilated.  All I can say is; look it up. ;) I never want to go through that again.  It was the oddest experience, and a very unormal day.  God was looking out for me, and through the whole time everything was okay because I was in his arms.  Through all of life God is with us, and we should never be afraid. Though I have no idea why I went through that, what caused it- Gods plans are perfect. And he definitely worked a miracle of keeping me safe. So "why?" isn't the issue. It's that I'm alive and well.  :)

I had to face more days of awful migraines, but everyday my strength started returning and I was finally- after a couple weeks- able to get out and walk,  read, and get back to my daily tasks. 

Now I can happily say I'm 100% better.  And definitely back to my normal, goofy, active, happy self.  Through it all I had so much support. Friends and family all over were praying so hard. Prayer requests from friends and families were being sent out. Everyone was so kind... And how happy I am to say that I have the VERY best friends in all the world- and I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for your prayers, concern, notes, emails- they meant so much to me. And I can say I'm overly blessed in life. <3

God is so good- and I feel great! Oh how wonderful it is to be alive in this wonderful world! *happy smile*

4 comments:

Amber Noella said...

Wow! this is awesome!!!

Tirzah said...

I'm sooo glad you're ok! That sounds sooo scary!!

Tirzah

Carrie said...

What an unusual experience! We are so glad that you are all right and that nothing serious and permanent resulted!! God really must've been taking care of you!

Lucia Marie said...

Oh, dear Grace, I am so glad you are okay! {hugs} ..thanks for the detailed story; it was interesting to read, and made me so glad you are better, now! :)

Love you!
~Lu

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