Life is so very precious and it can be taken away within a blink of an eye....I know cos it nearly happened to me.
I had spent the whole day (Sat 25th) making my Batty Hat for the Fancy dress party that Dave and I were going to. I loved how it looked and could not wait to start with my make up. It took me a while to put it all together but it looked pretty good from this side of the mirror. Dave came home from golf and I started with his make up, adding boils and scars etc and the results were pretty scary!.
I had already started feeling offish but just put it down to a bit of wind trapped in my gut and left it at that. We arrived at the party and I even managed to walk around and take a few pics of the other folks, all the while becoming increasingly aware of the discomfort I was feeling. Within an hour I was man down writhing on the floor and the decision was made to rush me to the hospital. By the time we arrived, I could not walk and had to be rushed through the hospiutal on a wheel chair. What a sight!!! Me writhing and groaning looking like goodness knows what and Dave pushing me looking like Fester gone wrong.....they were not to sure who to help, me or him.
Well, at the end of the day, not even Morphine took the pain away and we all thought it was a spider (I had a small bite from the day before) that was causing all the mayhem. Nothing was working and I was admitted to the High Care ward. By now I was completely out of it and only came round again the next day. I spent the next 4 days being drained of my blood and x - rayed to death to find out what was going on. I in the meantime was so doped up on Morphine and having the most awful fever filled dreams/nightmares that I did not really know what was going on or just how ill I really was - I had developed Peritinitus and they could not work out why. Eventually a Dr. Steven Davis insisted that I be cut open (against all the other doctors wishes) and so it was that I was operated on at 10:40pm Wednesday night. 30cm of my bowel had died and had to be removed and as it turns out, had it not been for Dr. Davis being so insistent....I would have lost my life. My total stay in hospital was 11 days and I never, ever want to go through that again.
One good thing...actually 2 good things came from this ordeal. I have stopped smoking and lost 5kg in weight. I had basicaly gone through major detox whilst in high care, been on oxygen 24/7, nebulized twice a day and had a physio therapist play the drums on my back and lungs to clear them out......never would there be a better opportunity to stop smoking with little or no withdrawl symptoms. I even had a dietitian come see me and put me on a special diet to help with the healing of my bowels and....make sure I do not put on any weight now that I no longer am a smoker (up to 40 a day!!)
To celebrate my good fortune, I am giving you 29% off all my patterns. The discount code 1LIFE is valid in my Etsy and Artfire shops as well as my own website. Why 29%? it was the 29th August that my life was saved :)