As the nurses were hooking me to the defibrillator, I was terrified at the thought of needing to be shocked.
I had been wanting Braum’schickenstripswith Braum’s sauce for a week or so when we decided to load up and drive over to have Braum’s for dinner.
It had been a normal Saturday taking care of Charlee and Tillie for me. Mercedes was spending the night for the first time. (You will come to find out Mercedes might as well be my third child.)
Literally nothing was out of the ordinary that day. We had our Braum’s then decided to stop at Walmart before heading home.
We got almost all the way home before I started feeling insanely weird. I was talking and then immediately couldn’t remember what I had just said.
My stomach was turning and my chest was hurting. It was hard to breathe. We turned onto our road and I told the girls’ dad I didn’t know what was wrong with me but something was wrong.
We got home and I couldn’t carry Charlee or Tillie’s infant carrier.
I said maybe I just needed to throw up. Maybe the chicken I had at dinner was bad and I was getting sick.
Within just a few minutes I had changed my mind and decided I needed to get to the ER.
Something was terribly wrong but I didn’t have any clue what. When I got to the ER I was so bad they worried it was Covid.
After hooking me up to a bunch of machines and taking my blood and other things they were telling me my thyroid levels were very terribly wrong.
I was already really upset having just left my one year oldandmythreemonthold.
So when they told me I’d be going to Tulsa to be admitted I was hysterical. The nurses tried to keep me calm because my blood pressure was so high.
They started talking about flying me to Tulsa, which caused me to panic more. The doctor kept telling me I was lucky to be aliveandneededtobecalm.
I remember wanting my mom and my babies so bad. Next thing I knew I was in the back of an ambulance on my way to Tulsa.
I was admitted to ICU once I got there. I was only allowed to have one person the whole time.
I missed my girls so much. I was terrified I wouldn’t make it home to them.
Terrified might honestly be an understatement.After 5 days in ICU they had my thyroid levels under control enough for me to go home with three new medications.
Little did I know that would be the beginning of a super exhausting health journey.