My story…
Back in 2017 I was rushed to the hospital via ambulance doubled over with excruciating pain. I had been uncomfortable for a couple of days prior and the worker bee I was sucked it up to go in to work after taking a couple of days off. About half an hour into my shift as a waitress I told my boss I needed to go. By the time I made it out to my car I was cramping with pain and screaming bloody murder. I called my husband and could not catch my breath. I was wailing while a fellow co-worker saw me in the parking lot. She measured the situation at hand and knew I was unable to drive. She called 911. In a flash I was loaded in my first ambulance ride, sirens blazing, and the investigation of what was causing my pain began.
Nothing the paramedics gave me relieved the painful convulsions rippling inside me. Finally, arriving to the hospital I was rushed to the emergency room. I saw a doctor and my husband and father arrived not long after. Several questions and tests followed… one being a sonogram. I could tell the news was not good by the way the tech was answering my questions. The doctor came in to tell me that I had an ectopic pregnancy. Knowing that one of my fallopian tubes was already shot and this ectopic pregnancy was on the other side my heart sank. The doctor then gave me a shining light of hope on this dark day. He says there is this shot that could save my fertility by dissolving the pregnancy in my tube. I decide to try. I had always dreamed of having a baby and deeply wanted to extend our family with a child.
After the shot, I was then admitted to the hospital for observation. The pain never really stopped. It was a bit more dull with the pain medications. I was going in and out of a dreamy wakefulness and restless sleep. My blood pressure was so very low. The next thing I knew they were giving me a blood transfusion. I was loosing blood. I felt better for a while after the blood transfusion then my blood pressure dropped again. They gave me more blood. Day turned to night. Night turned to day. On the 2nd night in the hospital, an angel, a wise older nurse asked me if I had another doctor. She explained that the baby was still growing inside my tube. I thought on this during my in and out state of consciousness. I woke clearly from my slumber wanting my doctor. My OBGYN, Dr. Luzietti, came to my side immediately and the next thing I knew I was going into emergency surgery. I woke after surgery mourning the loss of my baby and the ability to have children. The one thing I did have though was MY life. I started to think about my purpose. What was I doing with my life?
Not long after I was going to yoga classes and I started to heal my physical body, I found peace for my mind and my heart was on the mend. I found my purpose through healing. I knew then it was my purpose to become a yoga instructor. I started yoga training in 2018. I graduated in 2019. And now I help lead people down this path of healing. I would not be here doing this work if it were not for Carter BloodCare and the kind selfless people that donate their blood. I never really thought much about blood donation before I had my transfusions but now I donate regularly. I am forever grateful and will continue to give back for the duration of my life here on this earthly journey. I now know that what we do in this life matters! It took me this life and death experience to realize this. I am here to ask you, “What are you doing with your life?” While you think on that why don’t you donate your blood and help someone save theirs.
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