When You Become The Patient

Roles Reversed

By Patty D.

When You Become The Patient
When You Become The Patient

Someone asked me this week, “why are you so positive and have good vibes all the time?” I said, “maybe it’s because nothing is promised and it can be all taken away.”

I’m not sure if I have shared this before and I can only tell you how it was told to me. (I’m not sure if it’s even accurate because the person that told me isn’t very trustworthy). I’ll do my best though. In 2018 the day before Thanksgiving, I had gotten off work and then gotten into an argument with my girlfriend at the time, (probably because she decided to leave to go be with someone else that Thanksgiving). She left, I ran a bath and apparently had a pulmonary embolism while I was in the bathroom. When I went down I hit the facet with my head and cracked my scull.

Because I did hit my head, it made a loud noise which alerted my daughter. She broke the door, called 911, and started CPR. Smart girl. Now the next part is kinda sketchy because I was told two stories. The first story was my daughter called my girlfriend who didn’t answer for hours and arrived at the hospital roughly six hours after I had gotten there. The second story was she was there as they loaded me into the ambulance and was at the hospital before anyone. Hindsight being 20/20, I’m guessing she didn’t show up for hours having to let down her side chick on Thanksgiving.

So my daughter saved my life. Which I’m so very thankful. Because the head wound caused me to go into seizures, that they couldn’t get me out of, they had to ventilate me. Then they froze me. But me being me decided to wake up spontaneously before they defrosted me. Which I’m guessing wasn’t fun. I’m not sure because I don’t remember from Thanksgiving till pass Christmas that year.

When I did wake, I was changed. I stopped watching so much television and started painting, sewing, and picked up some other hobbies. My handwriting even changed. I decided to not be so negative. To change my perspective on certain aspects of my life. The past couple of years I really did kinda hone in on what made me tick. What made me react in certain situations? I became more sensitive to my patients and what they needed. Everything changed after that, I think. I saw how people were using me, (well that took longer to get through my thick skin.) I figured out that some people really don’t have your best interest at heart, they only care about what I could do for them. When I stopped doing for them they ran. Which was okay by me. “Bye, Felicia” As my friends would say!

Anyway, moral to this story you never know when it’s your last, enjoy everyday and enjoy the people that love you. You never know when your life will change.

15 thoughts on “When You Become The Patient

  1. Wow, this is so beautiful. I mean, this is just… such a profound read, really. You made this concise and just power packed story, and it’s so full of hope and inspiration. Thank you for sharing. I’m so glad your daughter was there and you are still here. This kind of light, please keep shining, we need so much more of you. Thank you.

  2. Amazing story!!! I love this. Your posts are always admirable. I am grateful that you are here with us today, smiling. Have a good day !

  3. Wow. This one floored me. I’ve been on scenes where kids did awesome things, but it never fails to fill me with a joy – and your recovery and the quality of it had to do with those first golden minutes. She not only saved your life, she saved your quality of life, and that’s so much.

    So much. 🙂

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