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lucoDidn't want to post this till after Christmas...well, actually, I didn't want to post this till I was home, but I have no idea when that will be.
I'm in the hospital. Have been since last Thursday. There was more to my fall then we first thought.
Tuesday: fall happened
Wednesday: I'm sore and just slightly groggy
Thursday: Can't walk straight, can't think properly and can barely stay awake for 20 minutes at a time.
Mom came home from work, rushed me to hospital, nurse there had me priority and then rushed me in. Had a CT scan and they found a blood clot in my neck.
...I nearly died.
Spent Christmas here. Am finally unhooked from the two IVs, but I'm getting injections in my stomach. The blood thinners they have me on seem to be working, but I'm still getting massive pain in my head and have to be on Tylenol 3s all day. Also, yesterday had a sliht relapse where my brain wasn't working properly. They've done an MRI ((which was not fun)) and I'm not in the trauma ward so I guess it's just a waiting game.
Mom is a mess. And Lee is not much better.
To be honest I'm still scared. I refuse to look up anything on blood clots because going through it was terrifying enough...but yeah. I just couldn't stay silent anymore. I can't do much of anything besides a bit of reading and some sketching when my arm doesn't hurt too bad and my head clears up.
But I can honestly say this was the worst Christmas ever. I feel horrible for my family...
Anyways, now you know why I've been silent and I don't know when I'll get home. If anyone wants to call here, you can. I just can't promise I'll always be uhh...well aware is the best word I guess. The number is 705-739-5666 ext. 33661 My family visits between 3-8 but other then that, I'm just sitting in bed trying to brush up on my sketching.
...
I've been trying to be brave, but I just want to cry. I keep remembering watching mommy fall apart and realizing that she almost lost me. A few more hours and that could have been it.
All because of a stupid fall. I'm so glad I mentioned the bruising on my neck. That strangling feeling was real, only it was happening from the inside.
Mom was the one who said I should tell people, that you'd want to know, but I didn't want to ruin anyone else's Christmas. Although the staff did their best and the daughter of the lady next to me brought me a present so that I had something to open Christmas morning.
Still, I want to go home.
I'm in the hospital. Have been since last Thursday. There was more to my fall then we first thought.
Tuesday: fall happened
Wednesday: I'm sore and just slightly groggy
Thursday: Can't walk straight, can't think properly and can barely stay awake for 20 minutes at a time.
Mom came home from work, rushed me to hospital, nurse there had me priority and then rushed me in. Had a CT scan and they found a blood clot in my neck.
...I nearly died.
Spent Christmas here. Am finally unhooked from the two IVs, but I'm getting injections in my stomach. The blood thinners they have me on seem to be working, but I'm still getting massive pain in my head and have to be on Tylenol 3s all day. Also, yesterday had a sliht relapse where my brain wasn't working properly. They've done an MRI ((which was not fun)) and I'm not in the trauma ward so I guess it's just a waiting game.
Mom is a mess. And Lee is not much better.
To be honest I'm still scared. I refuse to look up anything on blood clots because going through it was terrifying enough...but yeah. I just couldn't stay silent anymore. I can't do much of anything besides a bit of reading and some sketching when my arm doesn't hurt too bad and my head clears up.
But I can honestly say this was the worst Christmas ever. I feel horrible for my family...
Anyways, now you know why I've been silent and I don't know when I'll get home. If anyone wants to call here, you can. I just can't promise I'll always be uhh...well aware is the best word I guess. The number is 705-739-5666 ext. 33661 My family visits between 3-8 but other then that, I'm just sitting in bed trying to brush up on my sketching.
...
I've been trying to be brave, but I just want to cry. I keep remembering watching mommy fall apart and realizing that she almost lost me. A few more hours and that could have been it.
All because of a stupid fall. I'm so glad I mentioned the bruising on my neck. That strangling feeling was real, only it was happening from the inside.
Mom was the one who said I should tell people, that you'd want to know, but I didn't want to ruin anyone else's Christmas. Although the staff did their best and the daughter of the lady next to me brought me a present so that I had something to open Christmas morning.
Still, I want to go home.
