| C101Yorkie | 02-01-2009 06:59 PM |
Tomorrow's the day. I'm going to spend as much of it as I can with my family. My mom, dad, brother, grandma, grandpa, aunt (mom's sister), and uncle (mom's brother), they were all there at the hospital with me that day. While my brother is at school learning, and my dad teaching, I am going to spend the morning and have lunch with the rest of my family. Then, I have to go to a psychiatrist appointment. When my dad and brother get home, I'll spend the rest of the day with them and my mom. Since you guys have been so supportive, I guess I'll tell the story:
The whole week before I don't really remeber. I guess I was in a daze. Well, on February 1, my mom took my blood pressure it was kind of high (like 180/100). She called the doctor and he said to give m some more blood pressure medicine. Then at night my mom took my BP again. This time it was even higher (around 190/110). She called the doctor and he said the same thing, give me some more BP medicine. That night my mom heard a noise from my bedroom. She came to see what it was and I was sitting up with my hands out (like a zombie) and Sapphire was licking my hands. Then I went back to sleep, so my mom left. The next morning, my mom took my BP again and it wa really high (like 197/120). She called the doctor and he said to give me more medicine and bring me to the hospital. The hospital is 2 hours away, and my dad was on his way to Pittsburgh on a bus for a school thing. My mom called my uncle to drive us down. We weren't even 20 minutes on the road when it happened. I had my first seizure (possibly second, the thing at night was a possible seizure that we didn't know about). My uncle pulled over and they called 911. I was rushed to the local hospital. They called my dad and he stopped and waited for my uncle at a rest stop about an hour away. While in the hospital room with my mom I had another seizure. I was then stabilized and on pain medicine (I guess I was in a TON of pain and on pain medicine every 20 minutes). When I was finally stabilized my family could come in one at a time. They were all crying... My brother even gave me a kiss and told me he loved me, even though I wasn't "with it." They all thought I was going to die, and the doctors said that if I had one more seizure, I very well could have died. I was rushed to the hospital in Pittsburgh, and into ICU.
I don't remember that day or the day after, but it still hurts to hear about it. I'm practically in tears as I write this. I feel really bad for my mom who witnessed EVERYTHING. I also feel bad that I made everyone cry, and make them think I was going to die. I've been told time and time again that it's not my fault, but I can't help but feel like it was.
If you'd like to read about everything from beginning to present here's my update website that I started: chall | 