Long update

It has been forever and a day since I updated this blog. So much has happened in the last few months. Let's see in I took a trip to NJ for Columbus Day with my good friend Char. She had never been to Jersey so the big Columbus Day Festival in Seaside Hieghts was an awesome treat for her. We hit Georgetown University Hospital on our way home to see her transplant team for her monthly follow up. Gigi also had her first paid performance that weekend! She did so great. I have two truly talented beautiful daughters.

My daycare came to an unceremonious end the first week of September. We had several months of financial upset. I found a job at a local bar in early November. After only 2 weeks the storm we are calling Nor-Ida flooded the bar and I was again out of a job. I had just gotten used to staying up all night too! The Monday after I lost my job I headed to D.C. with my friend to see her Transplant team in Georgetown for her follow up. She is having some issues but the doctors seem confident that it will turn out well in the end. we headed off for lunch at a local Indian/vegetarian restaurant. This is where all hell started for me.

I have no memory after that... none. I didn't drink anything or take any medication or drugs. My friend said I was acting perfectly normal. Yet I was spending an huge amount of money which is very unlike me.sure I have expensive taste but ever purchase is usually well planned. So it seems I spent $50 on lunch, $100 on dinner and $170 at Lush. At dinner I apparently had 1/2 of a Cosmo. No other alcohol or medication/drugs were consumed. We headed home and she said I fell into a dead sleep on the way home. My husband had to come out to the car and all but carry me in the house. He asked her if I was drunk and she relayed the same story I've typed here. He still insisted I must be drunk. (why he wasn't alarmed still remains a mystery to me.). He decided to let me sleep it off on the couch. Actually sleeping downstairs probably saved my life.

The next morning I awoke to V leaving at early in the morning. I tried to get up and tell him good by but i couldn't feel my leg. He told me it must be asleep from the position I slept in the night before. Sounded logical. I remember him leaving and I remember trying to get up again in a few minutes. I fell flat on my face. fome my knee down I still couldn't feel anything. And I mean nothing. I poked it, slapped it and punched it in my hysterical state and yet got no response. Meanwhile I was also blacking out for periods of time. I vaguely remember making some sobbing phone calls to my best friends but really its blur. I know Char and CC got me to the hospital and stayed with me all day. I only remember small bits of things over the next few days. I know I received 4 units of blood over 2 days. I was getting I.V. nutrition. I was severly anemic and my b-12 was non existent. Apparently that was the cause of my blacking out. B-12 deficiency can cause Neuropathy. But they feel that I compressed my sciatic nerve while sleeping. Apparently people with this deficiency will not get the signal to their brain to roll over when something is being compressed thus resulting in compressed or crushed nerves. still we don't have all the answers and we may never know for sure how I just woke up one day paralyzed from the knee down. I am truly blessed that it was my leg and not a major organ.

Apparently I talked to several people at length but I don't remember at all. I do know CC and Char. Saved me in more ways then one that day. I can never thank them enough for loving me and being my friends. PigletGrl for giving me the space to figure it out for myself while quietly hovering to catch me if I fall. My husband and Dad for being the two people who delivered me oranges and tried to get a pink xmas tree in my room to make me laugh. For Heather and PigletGrl for pimping out my walker for me. For Ashley for visiting me and bringing me the most lovely basket of yarn and goodies! She's amazing.

So now I have a pink walker and a wheelchair. I live only in the bottom floor of my house. It's been hard on V and the family. My mother still claims I'm faking it for attention but she is after all my insane mother and I need to just ignore her judgments. Those who actually know want to slap her into reality because she has no clue who I am.

I will say I'm glad all the health issues I had been having are slowly resolving. I'm sleeping better, having less headaches, eating more and I'm way less irritable. I'm learning patients and to let others help. I've realized that $16 in the checking account after all the bills are paid and food is bought is not the end of the world. I still have a roof over my head and food (no matter how cheap) in my stomach. I've also learned how vain I can be...saggy arms and bubbies don't matter in the grand scheme. I used to be selfconscious of those now I'm worried about the wheelchair and walker.  All in all I think more positive is coming out this then negative. I'll post some pics soon.