2nd Chances part 1

This blog is to help me with my second chance.  I recently had an aneurysm burst and was in the hospital for a month in the ICU.  Thanks to some amazing doctors and wonderful nurses I am now finishing my recovery at home.

It was suggested to me by the Occupational Therapist that I start journaling my recovery to help with the memory loss that I experienced.  Thankfully there was not much, but better be safe than sorry and start journaling my recovery.

So, I will start with what I do remember.  June 12th, 2011... I came home from church with a massive migraine headache.  I thought it was just from the stress of being released as the primary chorister, told the kids I had one of my headaches and went to bed.  A little later I remember waking up and being so sick I couldn't even get out of bed to throw up.  (I know.  Gross right?)  I just laid in bed (throw up and all) and begged to be able to sleep and get rid of the horrible headache. 

My sweet 'Hair' came in at one point to check on me and offer me some orange juice.  My kids are very used to my migraines and Hair trys her best to take care of me.  I was too sick to even talk to her.  I just waived her out of the room.

Of course Sky King was out of town working.  He had been trying to reach me all night and I didn't pick up the phone.  Finally, the next day he called my mom and she came out to check on me.  I thought it was only 8:00 in the morning, but it was actually 4:30 in the afternoon.  She tried to get me to get out of bed so she could clean me up, but I just begged to sleep for a few minutes.  I must have scared her to death because she called my dad and 911. 

I don't remember the ambulance getting there, but somehow between everyone they got me out of the house and on the the stretcher.  The next thing I remember is my dear sweet friend Camille telling me that she had the girls and I didn't need to worry.  I do remember relaxing after that point but I don't remember anything about the hospital.  I guess they did a CT scan at the hospital here in Tooele and decided to lifeflight me to a different hospital. 

So I get to take a helicopter ride and i don't remember it!  It is horrible that I have to pay $16000.00 for a ride that I did not get to enjoy!

I arrived at the IMC hospital in Murray and went into surgery.  They shaved part of my head, cut the skin and folded it back and took a 2 inch square of my skull off.  Then they put a clip on thezUy blood vessel that had burst and put everything back the way it was (minus the hair which is growing back nicely now.)

I don't remember the first week in ICU but I had a lot of great family and friends that visited me.  I didn't get to see Hair or Bug because they don't allow children in the ICU.  That sucked for them, but I was still out of it.

I will finish with part 2 later.  It still hurts my brain to think about all that has happened!