A year ago I was dead *ETA found some pics that I included...nothing gross*
One year ago I was in the hospital in complete respitory and cardiac failure from a severe thyroid storm. My family and fiance were told that I probably wouldn't make it through the night. A priest was called. I ended up in a coma and a long hard road of recovery but I survived in the end.
What did I take from this experience? Cliche statements like everyday is a gift and live each day as if it were your last take on a whole new meaning. I tell my family I love them each and everyday and never pass up an opportunity to spend time with them. I don't sweat the small stuff as much as I used to.
So I just wanted to tell all of you ladies that are having tough times and feel like it will never get better if you woke up this morning you have received a great gift.
I will never take for granted the simple act of waking up each morning ever again. Each day I have received is a blessing and I don't want to waste one moment of this time we are given.
I can't believe its already been a year! Here's to many more (hopefully :))!!
Eta- I added some pics I came across the other night that my sister took when I was in there. The first one is of me and my sister, the second one is of me and my mom and the third one is me and my fiance after I was finally released from the hospital.