I AM A 3 TIME HEART ATTACK, 3 STROKE SURVIVOR!! IF I CAN DO IT...YOU CAN DO IT . SO HERE IS MY STORY!!
Only one of God's Miracles in my life............
December 12, 2001 I suffered a brain aneurysm that resulted in a stroke that should have taken my life. I lived to talk about it...........only by the Grace of God. I do not remember much of anything from this period. So this is the best I can do to tell what happened to me.
My husband William (God Bless him) is now in eternity with our Savior. But before he went he helped me to get through one of the most tramatic events of my life. This is the first time that I found a brightside attitude to get through this....hope, faith and never give up!! Look deep within and look hard not at OMG why is this happening to me... instead look for the brightside. And that is exactly what I did.......I found that my being happy and sharing my hope, strength and faith in An Amazing God was making a difference. From this day forward I decided life is not all about me, but what I can give to others....to put aside my grief, anger and pity and make something good out of it. That's all I want to do!!
I WENT SEVERAL YEARS WITHOUT A PROBLEM, JUST LIVED ON THE BASIC MEDS. DURING THE BRAIN STORMS AND HEART ATTACKS I DO NOT REMEMBER MUCH, ONLY WHAT I WAS TOLD.
October 20th, 2010...My 1st Heart Attack
I remember that morning....3AM...I remember gasping for air, the pain in my chest...the numbness down my neck and left arm. I remember yelling for help...and how when the paramedics came, hooked up a machine to do an EKG. I remember hearing them say BP 187 over 160. I remember the sirens in the ambulance. I remember the feeling that I was drowning...each breath was a struggle. I prayed GOD have mercy on me. And I remember the doctor telling me I had a heart attack...that they were doing a heart cathe to see what was going on. I literaaly felt I was dying!! I remember the love and care my friends gave to me and being there supporting me. I was grateful....I was surviving. I had the heart cathe and had to have 3 stents put in. The doctor told me I had an enlarged heart, congestive heart failure and very low heart function. That I had to make some changes in my life if I wanted to live. Leaving the hospital with not only BP meds, but 9 others. My first reaction was....how was I going to do this. But then I set and thought on how I could find a brightside to this...but I found it. Do for others...even if I could not help physically. I could help...by not giving up....showing others how strong my faith was no matter what. There was a reason for this and I was determined to find it. I quit taking life for granted and spent all my time focusing on making others laugh. I was not going to let others see my pain...and seeing others smile and laugh is all I wanted.
Deep down I knew this was not over...there was more to come. I had to accept I could no longer be the helper.......almost made me give up. But some my thing so deep words cannot explain was going on. So I kept my hope and faith in GOD!!
And life goes on..........just being me.
August 24th,2011 My 2nd Heart Attack
Another morning woke by gasping for air. I knew the feeling...same as before. I woke my room mate and told her to take me to the hospital I thougt I was having another heart attack. I remember being in the hospital and the doctor confirming I had another heart attack........my thoughts....OMG why!!
November 3rd, 2011 My 3rd Heart Attack.
I remember waking that morning and feeling sorta out of it and extremely tired. As the day went on, my body felt like someone had hooked up a hose and was draining every bit of energy from it. By late afternoon I was taken by ambulance to the hospital. I was having my 3rd heart attack....OMG I thought...as the doctors and nurse ran around like I was their only patient. I remember the special cover they put on me because my body temperature was dropping...I heard one nurse say...we are losing her. The next few days are still foggy to me. I was placed in ICU...I do remember my besties coming in to see me...the looks on their faces as though they thought I wasn't going to make it. I thought to myself...for them I am going to pull through this.
Before leaving to go home my heart doctor came in and told me that they almost lost me twice and that it was time we talk about getting a pacemaker with a defibulator put in. That anymore heart attacks I would likely not survive. But they need to give me time to gain my strength back before they put it in. I was sent home to rest and get strength if I wanted to live.
December 15, 2011......Not much memory about this. So what I am telling you is what I have been told. I remember having my friend Speedy picking me up to take me for what we thought was to be a 3 hour surgery to place a Pacemaker with a Defiblator in. Now for what I have been told as to what happened that day. After 6 hours of Surgery place the device in my chest. A problem arose. The Surgeon was having problems with the 3rd lead attaching it to the left side of my heart. They had to call in another surgeon to go in from the inside to attach it, only to find a blood clot 1/8 inch outside my heart blocking the other surgeon from attaching the lead. But after another 6 hours of surgery it was attached. As expected to be going home the next day was not to be.
The recovery from this surgery was horrible, a nightmare to say the least. The chest tube they put in to drain the fluid was horrific. I remember the looks of my friends faces. Were they as scared as I was...I do believe so. But I was not giving up!! No way!! I was released on the Friday before Christmas. To a friends house I went. I do not remember much about that weekend, but I do remember waking up that Monday morning with what was the size of a baseball on my chest where the Pacemaker/Defibulator was inserted in my chest. So off to the hospital I went for another weeks stay because of infection. But then on New years Eve I was once again released to go home to recover...and the doctors said I may not get all my heart function back, but the device will help me.
The next few weeks I started feeling much better and thought...I'm going to be okay. SINCE THEN I HAVE BEEN SHOCKED 6 TIMES AND THAT IS A STORY ITSELF.
May 15th, 2012 My 2nd Stroke
I have no real memory of this day. Only what I have been told. I know the quick actions of my friends saved my life. So here it goes...this is what transpired that morning according to my friends. I was on the phone with my friend Jane when it hit me, she tried to get my address out of me with no avail. Finally Bryan tryed to call my best friend Crickett, who didn't answer. So he call Dewayne, whom he had only exchanged numbers with a few days before. A God thing.......whom then DeWayne called Billie, the closest friend to me. Who left work and came to me....found me unresponsive. A little confusing I know...anyways by ambulance to local hospital, where there I was transported to UAB in Birmaingham Stroke Unit. I remember the sirens and I remember my friends Crickett and Billie being there. I sorta remember the doctors telling me I had a stroke...that a blood clot passed through my heart to my brain. My left side was numb or rather I had no feeling at all in my left side. After a week on the medical side of UAB I was moved over to Spain Rehab for therapy to help me regain the use of my left side.
I was so overwhelmed...I wanted to give up. I thought I could not go through this again. But many a blessings came out of this stroke. After a few weeks in rehab I was released to come home with home health to come for continuing therapy to help me recover. The lasting effects of the stroke are yet to be seen. Only by God's Amazing Grace am I here today. I have an awesome support group of family and friends. I will later tell you about each and everyone of them. Just know I am fighting more than ever now to live. I am living, laughing and loving....looking on the brightside of having another stroke.
FLAT LINE JANUARY 11, 2013
I DO NOT RECALL ANY OF THE DETAILS OF THIS. BUT WAS TOLD MY FRIENDS BROKE INTO MY HOUSE TO GET TO ME AND SAVED MY LIFE. THE ONLY RECOLLECTION I HAVE OF THIS IS THAT I SAW LIGHTS, THE LIGHTS OF THE GLORY OF GOD...AND HEARING YOUR NOT DONE YET...
I WENT FOR A SHORT PERIOD AFTER THIS ...KEEPING MY FAITH AND ALWAYS LOOKING ON THE BRIGHTSIDE. I MOVED BACK TO TO TENNESSEE WITH MY DAUGHTER. CHANGED ALL MY DOCTORS AND WAS DOING REALLY AWESOME I THOUGHT.
September 22, 2013 My 3rd Stroke...
My memory of this stroke...was my daughter calling 911 and telling me they air lifted me to Jackson where I stayed for a week. Then I was transferred to a local Rehabilitation Center for inpatient therapy, where I stayed for 4 more weeks. I came home on Friday October 25, 2013. And home health started last week. I am still in a wheelchair...but my Faith tells me I will be walking with a cane by Christmas. I now take 26 meds a day, some more than once a day. IT'S ALL GOOD...IT'S WONDERFUL TO BE ALIVE!!
I always Look on the Brightside, use my life to tell others that there is HOPE!! THERE IS A BLESSING IN EVERY SITUATION...YOU JUST HAVE TO LOOK FOR IT AND TRUST IN GOD!!
REMEMBER KEEP YOUR FAITH AND NEVER GIVE UP!!