I was hurt, hurt very deep. I had a severe anxiety attack. It happened as we
got closer to the hospital. Even worse with every step towards the hospital.
I was so panicked and scared of what I've lost there before, My son and our
daughter. I almost died, they were having trouble bringing me out of my
anesthesia. It has been a little over six months since losing our daughter there.
Trevor was trying to calm me down, but the pain was getting to him also,
remembering three blood transfusions, I lost so much blood, I was translucent,
you could see right through me, everything went wrong. They said that could
never happen. My fear was with my up coming surgery, what if they can't
bring me out of my sleep again or something else goes wrong and you lose me
there too. Things go wrong in life very easy, I have tried to be strong buteveryone breaks and the start of this year, F*CK, it changed us, almost killed
us, broke our hearts. It also made us STRONGER, individually and together,
More respect for one another, seeing what we both went through.
WE WILL SURVIVE IN LIFE and fight for each other.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.