It was Monday, 12 August. I have no memory at all left from that point on. The only memories I have are those told to me. Tuesday I am told somehow I was to go to a doctors appointment. And had arranged for a girlfriend to take me. I’m not sure of the details but for some reason either on the phone or in person she felt I was way too sick for her to handle she called my son Austin and then my husband John. By the time they got to me I was throwing up, not able to walk and not lucid. They went ahead and took me to the doctor appointment only to have the physician say this “woman needs to be in the hospital emergency room.”They called 911 and the ambulance came and got me at the doctors office.
They took me to the emergency room at Hoag Hospital Irvine. I have absolutely no memory of any of this. There I was incapacitated and incoherent. I was saying strange things, scaring my husband my son and my friend.
For the next five days I was unconscious and unaware of what was happening to me or my body. As I finally became conscious and aware of my environment it was confusing and scary to me. For some reason I knew something must’ve happened. I had some peace that obviously I was being taken care of regardless if I knew what happened. My hubby says that I called him and he was so excited to get my call. UnFortunately the first words out of my mouth were “why did you leave me here and where are you!” A nurse was in the room and it was able to tell him not to worry that she would take care of everything and when he was ready to come on in to see me. He was recovering from a shoulder surgery he had about 12 hours after I was hospitalized. The reason why he had it done was no one had any idea what was going on or how fast I would recovery. He of course thought I would betaken care of at the hospital and that he would be able to come on in and see me and they could take care of me while he was healing. I totally agree with this and I’m glad he did it. He needed the surgery and waited over a year and a half in pain. The only thing we did not prepared for was that I would come home without the ability to process information and to walk. Having someone with one arm taken care of me was more than we could handle. That is when my girlfriends stepped in along with neighbor, family and more. I’m so grateful to my daughter Madi for setting up the schedule and calling people plus making sure there was someone here to help us. Honestly without the help there’s absolutely no way we could’ve done it. We’re still in the midst of it and have people come in this week and hopefully the following week.
This post is explain how I could in the midst of this horrendous trauma still hang onto the Lord. Maybe I know no other way. In the darkness of my hospital room when I was alone, it was only me and God. I never felt totally alone because through prayer I felt connected. I also knew that God had a reason for everything he did and eventually we would find out what the reason was.
I’ve had an incredibly adventurous life. Traveling the world, teaching photography writing books, the things dreams are made of. On the other hand I’ve also had quite a bit of trauma. I totally feel that I am beyond blessed that at one time in my life they were people like my girlfriend Pj, who told me about God and about the peace he can bring you. Today everybody talks about finding peace, serenity and harmony but we can’t find it in things we can only find it in our Creator. And through this wildly incredibly rare situation that put me in the hospital, kept me from walking, and put me some of the worst pain I’ve ever had, I know I will get through it and I will be better for it! Because Jesus is my Lord and Savior, Jesus was God here on earth and when he walked here, he walked with such peace serenity and harmony. And that is the example we are to follow.