I forgot I died ~~October 18, 2012
Well, I guess I should tell you about my year and why you have not heard much from me.
In January, I am told because I don't remember much about this year up until June; I had a heart attack and was informed in the hospital that if I wanted to live I would need to have surgery on my heart. I had known since I was a little girl of around 15 that one day with my families history of heart disease that I need to do this one day.
I had it done but the bypass didn't work and I had other heart attack. I was in the hospital for stents about two days and after being release around 3 hours after I died on the hall floor of my home. I was died for an 1 hour and 4 minutes. The miracle is I am alive to tell about it and that is only because of my husbands love for me that with his CPR help and my out right stubborn nature I am here today to write about it. He was given a Award from the Arlington Fire Dept for Saving my life along with about 10 other EMT's and Firefighters. I am having problems with my memory since the event, like I did when I was just a little girl.
It is truely hard to write when you read your story and it is a great story but you don't remember some of it. I mean, writing it. It is like looking in the mirror and seeing your reflection move but I'm standing still. I am frightened. I have not been able to start on it again. I keep thinking if I give it time one day it will just be there.
The problem with that is when I was young I would forget things I learned. Completely forget them. The luckily thing that saved me was I had a brain that would relearn things quickly and sometimes it would trigger my memory of the subject and it would come flooding back. But it was frightening back then, just like it is now.
I have never been great with spellling or grammar in school because of it but over the years the doctors had informed me that my IQ had inceased. It could be worse, the nurse told me they didn't think I would have an IQ over that of a two year old. When they defrosted me from the deep freeze they put me in. That is that they do when you are dead over 10 minutes.
I got home from the hospital to find that MSN had deleted their site that my blog was on and they gave people time to get their information off but I had been in and out of the hopsital from January to June, so I missed my window to retrieve it. So there will be big gasps in my journal of time. Like having been gone in a time machine. I will be slowly adding in the information that I do have from my space and other site that I first started my journal in. So this next year will be a struggle but ya'll are always welcome in my blog. Hit the contact button if you have question or just want to chat.
Thank you for still coming in and reading my pen. I have missed my Dearest Readers and honored guest.
In January, I am told because I don't remember much about this year up until June; I had a heart attack and was informed in the hospital that if I wanted to live I would need to have surgery on my heart. I had known since I was a little girl of around 15 that one day with my families history of heart disease that I need to do this one day.
I had it done but the bypass didn't work and I had other heart attack. I was in the hospital for stents about two days and after being release around 3 hours after I died on the hall floor of my home. I was died for an 1 hour and 4 minutes. The miracle is I am alive to tell about it and that is only because of my husbands love for me that with his CPR help and my out right stubborn nature I am here today to write about it. He was given a Award from the Arlington Fire Dept for Saving my life along with about 10 other EMT's and Firefighters. I am having problems with my memory since the event, like I did when I was just a little girl.
It is truely hard to write when you read your story and it is a great story but you don't remember some of it. I mean, writing it. It is like looking in the mirror and seeing your reflection move but I'm standing still. I am frightened. I have not been able to start on it again. I keep thinking if I give it time one day it will just be there.
The problem with that is when I was young I would forget things I learned. Completely forget them. The luckily thing that saved me was I had a brain that would relearn things quickly and sometimes it would trigger my memory of the subject and it would come flooding back. But it was frightening back then, just like it is now.
I have never been great with spellling or grammar in school because of it but over the years the doctors had informed me that my IQ had inceased. It could be worse, the nurse told me they didn't think I would have an IQ over that of a two year old. When they defrosted me from the deep freeze they put me in. That is that they do when you are dead over 10 minutes.
I got home from the hospital to find that MSN had deleted their site that my blog was on and they gave people time to get their information off but I had been in and out of the hopsital from January to June, so I missed my window to retrieve it. So there will be big gasps in my journal of time. Like having been gone in a time machine. I will be slowly adding in the information that I do have from my space and other site that I first started my journal in. So this next year will be a struggle but ya'll are always welcome in my blog. Hit the contact button if you have question or just want to chat.
Thank you for still coming in and reading my pen. I have missed my Dearest Readers and honored guest.