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So the past 38 odd hours have been very stressful. Thursday night a bit before 8p I got a call from my parents asking me to pick them up some cigarettes. Normal request, my dad was scheduled for hernia surgery soon so driving is not easy for him. My wife and I get to their house with the pack of butts, and My dad is on the floor and my Stepmother is panicked on the phone with the emergency rescue.

I won't go in to detail on what's wrong really (mainly because this is still a very much rapid changing situation) but I left my wife with my Stepmother and their dog to help keep her calm / so she could be easily informed and I followed to the ER (where I did a lot of waiting) and then we transferred to a hospital in a bigger city (where I then waited until 6a Friday). Then I came back to their house, got about 3 hours of sleep, updated everyone I could think of, ate some food, and then grabbed Lori to take her to the hospital. We don't really know how this is going to play out yet and the nurses and doctors are saying it's not a great situation. Things aren't hopeless but they also don't want to give us false hope that he'll be fine or unchanged.

All I can say is thank goodness for my Zie for staying with Lori all night Thursday and the dog all afternoon while I took Lori to the hospital, thank goodness my Uncle (Dad's brother) came too and had some paramedics training so he can help Lori (and sometimes me too) understand stuff better, thank goodness for the nurses and doctors being so patient and kind with us while we talked Lori (who is super hard of hearing) through what they said, thank goodness I researched and my local library loans out wifi hotspots because my parents house has a wired connection (so I can get a little work sorted out).

And above all Thank Goodness for whomever is watching over my Dad that had he and Lori call me for those cigarettes so that I could be there from the first need.

Neighbors (2/3)

Author: @wordsfromthesol Pairing: Dick Grayson x Reader Summary: After a late night you realize you left your keys at work. You’ve heard your new neighbor frequently come in late at night, so you decide to try and see if he can help. Warnings: Language (per usual), blood & violence Word Count: 1.6k A/N: This was supposed to be a one-shot...oh well. Part One   Part Three

A week, nearly to the hour, had gone by without seeing Dick again when you heard a knock at the door. Still in bed, after another late-night surgery, you groaned as you pushed up from the bed and made your way to the door. You rubbed your eyes as you opened the door, realizing you probably should have checked through the peep hole before doing so. Before you knew what was happening, Dick Grayson sauntered into your apartment and sat on the couch.

“Sorry, did I wake you, doc?”

“Hmm…it’s fine. I got called in for a surgery late last night.”

“Seems to be a regular occurrence. Isn’t that how the key debacle happened?”

You nodded as you made your way to the bathroom to fetch your medical kit once again. You sat down and started working on the stitches.

“Being on-call at Gotham General pretty much means your working, it’s just a matter of when.” You continued to rant, half unaware in your sleep deprived state, “Between the vigilantes, crime lords, and run-of-the-mill thugs we get our fair share of work…at least it’s gone down a bit since Red Hood stopped shooting people. Bullets are never fun to deal with, and you have the shrapnel. Though the vigilantes stopping definitely doesn’t mean the criminals are…” you had finished with the stitches but couldn’t stop your mouth. You leaned back into the couch, eyes half closed as you continued, “I honestly don’t get how those guys do it. I mean, the bad guys don’t hesitate to kill…and then you have the outfits. I mean is spandex really comfortable? Why do so many vigilantes wear spandex –” your voiced faded as you drifted back into sleep.

Dick looked over at you with a faint smile on his face. Taking you in his arms, he walked you into the bedroom and placed you gently on the bed before covering you with the blankets you had haphazardly tossed aside earlier that morning. Dick probably stared at you, fast asleep, for a little too long before he made his way to the door, though he realized there was no way to lock it before leaving, and he felt weird about leaving via fire escape. He walked next door to grab his computer before coming back and setting up at her dining room table. “Might as well get some work done…” he mumbled to himself, walking over to make some coffee.

*****

You woke up a few hours later, dazed and confused. When did I go back to bed? Did I dream taking out Dick’s stitches? You walked out of your room, hand running through your hair when you jumped at the sight of Dick Grayson sitting at your dining room table with a cup of coffee.

“Making yourself at home, are we?”

“Oh, well you fell asleep…and there was no easy way to lock the door if I left…so I figured I’d just wait.”

“Because that’s not weird at all.” You walked over and poured your own mug of coffee before joining him at the table. “Whatcha workin’ on?”

“Missing persons case”

“Hmm, how long have they been missing?”

“Almost 48 hours”

“You think they still have a chance?” He looked up at you with curiosity spread across his features. “Don’t look at me like that, I deal with death and tragedy every day. Plus it’s not like I even know the person’s name.”

Dick turned his computer towards you, revealing a picture of a young girl, about twelves years in age. He watched as your eyes grew wide, “Got some sympathy now, doc?”

“It’s not that…I know her. Well not really know her, but she was in the hospital last night.” You took a sip of your coffee, “She was stable when I left the emergency room, whoever had her really did a number. Not sure how she got out alive.”

“Y/N, who brought her in?”

You shook your head, “I wasn’t there, got called in to help patch her up. I think…yeah Jackie was working.” You glanced at your watch, “She’s probably asleep now, I’ll text her to give me a call once she wakes up. The girl is probably still at the ER though.”

“I’m going to head there,” Dick closed his laptop and got up from the table before he paused, “You wouldn’t want to go with me, would you?”

“Sure, let me get dressed.” You walked back to your bedroom and threw on some jeans and threw on a random t-shirt before walking back to the living room. A smirk ran across Dick’s face. “What’s that look for?”

“Nothing, I just…I like your shirt.” You looked down an realized it was a black shirt with Nightwing’s symbol outlined in brilliant blue; though lots of people worn vigilante themed shirts, so you weren’t quite sure why this one made his face look like that.

You slipped on your tennis shoes by the door and grabbed your jacket off the hook. “Well, off we go. Your car or mine?” That smug look still hadn’t left his face when he answered.

“Mine.”

You took the elevator downstairs and stopped short as he approached a motorcycle.

“Seriously? No warning or anything Grayson?”

“What, you scared?” He chuckled as he tossed you the helmet.

“No, but don’t you need a helmet too? Maybe that’s why you’re so banged up.” You poked his chest as you climbed behind him on the bike.

“Somehow I think a helmet is the least of my worries. Hold on tight.” You didn’t want to admit that you had never been on a motorcycle before, but your death grip around his waist probably gave that away.

You didn’t realize that you had your eyes plastered shut through most of the ride, Dick however, did.

“Y/N, you know we’ve stopped right.”

You opened your eyes to realize that you were in the hospital parking garage. “Oh..uhm..yeah, just, ya’know making sure.” You tried to be nonchalant, but Dick saw right through you yet again.

“Right, well. We’ve stopped, I think you can loosen your grip a bit. Maybe we can go check on that missing girl.”

“Oh yeah, right.” You retracted your arms from his waist and swung your leg over the bike, while you took off the helmet. You realized you probably should’ve only done one at a time because you felt yourself beginning to fall off said bike, yet somehow you never hit the hard concrete. You pulled the helmet off and noticed Dick twisted around on the bike with his arm under your waist.

“Guess I should’ve waited to take off the helmet.” You chuckled, realizing Dick seemed frozen in that position, and realizing yet again there was nothing you could do to help get yourself out of that position. “Uhm…you getting in an arm workout, or are you going to help me out here?” Your question snapping Dick out of his fog.

“Oh right, sorry.” He pushed up against your back, allowing you to stand up.

“I think she was transferred to room 426 just as I was leaving last night…er…this morning.” You motioned for him to follow you inside, where you went directly to reception.

“Dr. Y/L/N, I didn’t think you were in today.”

“Quit with the formalities Caden, I’m not working. Just helping out a friend with Bludhaven PD. That girl that came in last night, what room is she in?”

“The Jane Doe?”

“Yeah.”

“Room 426.”

“Thought so, thanks Caden!” You called out as you headed towards the elevators, Dick following you like a lost puppy.

“So what do you know about the girl?”

“Hm…oh, she’s the daughter of some big-time financial advisor.”

“That’s it, she was tortured because of that? Come on Dick, even I know that’s bullshit.” The elevator doors opened, but Dick didn’t answer until the two of you were behind it’s closed doors.

“Alright,” he whispered barely moving his lips, “we are pretty sure her dad fixes the books for some pretty powerful mob bosses. And one of those books showed up at BPD two days ago, mere hours before his kid –” Dick stopped short as the elevator door opened at the fourth floor.

You exited the elevator and headed straight for room 426. “She’s still unconscious.”

“Yeah, but that’s definitely her.”

Your phone began to ring, you quickly answered when you saw Jackie’s name come across the screen. “Jackie, question for you about that Jane Doe from last night…yeah, that one…who brought her in?...Oh, alright…no that’s it…get some sleep girl.” You turned to Dick, “So a vigilante brought her in, that uhm, Red Hood guy.” You watched as Dick’s entire body tensed. “What, not a fan?”

“It’s not that…” Suddenly he grabbed your shoulder and pushed you to the ground, pointing at two large men in the hallway. You motioned to the girl and he nodded while putting up his hand for you to stay put. Dick crept towards the door, waiting for the assailants to enter the room. As the first one entered, he brought his arm down on the back of his head. The man collapsed in the doorway and Dick charged at the other. He shoved the heel of his hand at the man’s chest and then sunk to the ground kicking the man’s feet from under him. The second assailant fell backwards to floor. Dick walked back into the hospital room and turned towards you.

“Got any zip ties around here? I didn’t exactly bring my handcuffs…”

Still stunned by the events, you slowly rose from the ground and weaved your way around the unconscious men heading for the supply closet. You entered in your code and pulled zip ties out, handing them to Dick.

“Thanks doc. I’m going to call BPD, keep an eye on these guys for me.” All you could do was nod as he sauntered down the hallway.

Dr SEO

ALL MY COVERS HAVE THE NAME INSOMNIAC BECAUSE THIS WAS FROM MY OTHER ACCOUNT!!

pairing: doctors! Johnny x female reader

summary:  in which Johnny is a medical physician who makes dad jokes and uses vine references and like every typical fanfic, he falls in love with you.

Genre: FLUFF

A/N: Hello everyone! Fafa here, this is my first story and I hope you like it:)

He probably works in the emergency ward as an emergency physician

Now imagine Johnny in a white lab coat and scrubs. Oh, or a shirt and slacks. Oomph.   

Everyone has a crush on him and his other doctor friends.

When he’s on break he starts telling dad jokes and puns to lighten the mood.

Now, imagine your schools popular and good looking guy group. It's just that these boys are doctors and aren’t assholes as everyone portrays. They are the sweetest bunch.

WILL WRITE ABOUT THEM TOO DON’T WORRY

He will also listen to your rant while tending to you.

“AND HE HAD THE AUDACITY TO PUSH ME LIKE THAT.” “mhm mhm whatta dick” as he cleans the blood off.

Patients are normally shook after seeing his face and height.

I mean, have you seen him? Hellur sur.

Will drink coffee all the time. No matter where he is, he's either holding a coffee mug or flask

Starts skipping in the ward when he sees Dr Jung with a bag of food that he bought for him.

“You are a blessing.” “Johnny, I have work to do.”

Sometimes uses memes and vine references for anything

*woman is freaking out over her son* “Calm down you don’t want to Panic! at the Disco.”

You can literally hear sighs and facepalms all around the ER.

Has a heavenly voice that can make any baby stop crying.

One of the most chillest doctors in the entire hospital right after Dr Moon.

He is either “sleep is for the weak or sleep for a week.”

Can be a bit worrying sometimes.

Will probably buy you a drink if you did well in a surgery or something. If you’re extra special, you might get a muffin. Only his group of friends have received muffins.

Ships residents, interns and nurses. He discusses it with his friends in the break room. Fan wars will occur.

“I ship [interns name] with [interns name].”

“exCUSE ME, DR LEE TAEYONG? I DISAGREE WHOLE HEARTEDLY.”

And you can suddenly hear a group of grown men arguing about which is the more superior ship.

Besides all the funny stuff, he is super dedicated and hardworking. He doesn’t care if he won’t meet someone, he is focused on working hard.

Scary Johnny is something you NEVER want to witness.

He will keep it all in before he snaps and boy it isn’t pretty. He has made residents and interns cry before but he would cool off and go talk with said person to have a better understanding with the problem. It doesn’t happen often though, so you must’ve really messed up if he yells at you.

Children love him. The hospital he works in is close to a school. So if any emergency happens, the teachers would send the student to that hospital.

Will visit the student if he/she gets admitted.

He would ask the student how they are feeling and would tell them to be more careful. Would get them a balloon or a flower arrangement.

He gets sad when he sees kids leave the hospital. He’s also happy that they are well. It’s a bittersweet feeling.

May seem intimidating but is honestly the biggest fluff.

According to the doctors, he gives the best hugs.

Yo, imagine a hug from Johnny. [ I NEED A FEW MINUTES TO CALM DOWN.]

Okay, I’m cool.

Anyways, how did he meet you?

Well, you transferred to his hospital because the board thinks you are super talented in your job and all that jazz. You were also an emergency physician.

You and Dr Nakamoto were friends in Medical school. When he found out you were gonna work in his hospital, he wanted you to meet all of his friends.

When you met them, you died on the inside. HOW ARE THEY ALL SO GOOD LOOKING?

You had met everyone but Dr Seo. After your meeting, you were given a tour by Yuta.

“Oh, we might meet Dr Seo there.” You were really worried that Yuta’s friends might not like you but he reassured you that they already loved you.

“IS THAT NAKAMOTO YUTA? IN THE EMERGENCY WARD?” You hear someone yell out.

You suddenly see a tall ass boi running towards the both of you.

Yknow how you died on the inside when you saw the doctors? Yeah, you were officially deceased when you saw Dr Seo.

He was wearing his scrubs and his black hair was slightly messy. His smile was adorable and he was exceptionally fit.

When Johnny saw you, his first thought was “oh my god shes so small. must protect.” Then again he was the height of a coconut tree.

You introduced yourself to him and told him you were excited to start working with him.

And low and behold, the Dr Seo was blushing.

“Hyung, are you blushing?” Yuta laughed. Johnny covered his face. “No… the weather has been so hot recently and OH MY GOD LOOK AT THE TIME DR NAKAMOTO YOU SHOULD GET BACK TO WORK.” He ran away.

Dr Nakamoto nudges you “You see? You’ll be fine.” He leaves you there dumbfounded.

You get started on work. You start to get to know Dr Seo and how funny he is.

When you both have nothing to do, you have a dad jokes war.

You’re pretty sure the nurses are tired of hearing them.

One day, a huge accident happened which included several kids. Alot of them lost their lives and you felt most responsible. They had lost too much blood and they arrived at the hospital late.

You sat in that room crying your eyes out. The blood of so many on your scrubs. You scolded yourself on how you could’ve and should’ve done better.

You didn’t even know Johnny was looking for you. Truth to be told, he was starting to have feelings for you. You were dedicated and understanding. You were a complete dork but when you were being professional, he would find that hot.

You heard the door slowly open.

“Y/N?” You heard him say.

He sat in front of you and placed you in his lap. You hugged him tightly and cried in the crook of his neck.

He rubbed soothing circles on your back. His other hand stroking your head softly. He kissed your temple. Telling you everything was going to be okay.

“Hey, shhh. You worked hard and long today. Those kids are in a better place now. They would be telling you that you did well and that they are happier now.” He said softly. This was the first time you broke down in front of him.

You felt better and the both of you started getting closer. He would hug you if he noticed you were feeling down. You would also do the same. The hugs were a source of comfort for both of you. When both of you hugged, everything you worried about was suddenly gone.

You would also notice how he got you muffins after every surgery.

The other doctors also noticed this and would tease you both.

One night, the both of you were allowed to go sleep for a few hours because your shift ended. You slept on the top bunk while he slept on the bottom bunk.

A few hours into your nap, you suddenly heard Johnny scream. You fell off the top bunk and groaned. You sat there for a few seconds before you heard a soft sob.

You looked up at him and you found him crying in his sleep.

You woke him up and he looked at you with red eyes.

“Oh Johnny…” you crawled into bed with him and you let him cry. He hugged you tightly. Softly crying into your chest.

A few hours later, the both of you talked about it.

When he first transfered to the hospital, he was already in the emergency ward. An old friend of his had been hit by a car. He panicked when he saw him and he couldn’t function properly. The friend died and he has dreams of that friend.

“I was new, I couldn’t process that he was lying there unconscious and bloody. I thought everything was a lie and my seniors told me to get a grip. I wasn’t quick enough and he…” he broke down once more.

You automatically held him.

Both of you were there for each other and without realising you’ve fallen for each other.

Mark and Donghyuck would tease the both of you the most.

Johnny would talk about how much he liked you to Jaehyun and Taeyong.

You would tell the same thing to Sicheng.

One night, you overheard Sicheng tell Taeyong that you liked Johnny. You were about to scold Sicheng but you also heard Taeyong tell him that Johnny liked you.

“Johnny really loves her man. He would always tell me stories of her and ask me how he should tell her. This is the first time I’ve seen him like this.”

You texted Johnny. “URGENT! NEED TO TALK TO YOU RN! MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT! OUR ROOM.”

“GORL CALM DOWN IM ALREADY THERE.”

You let out a shaky breath as you turned the knob.

“Why? What happened?” He asked urgently. You looked at him.

“Seo Youngho.” Johnny’s eyes widen. “Oh my god I swear to god I didn’t do it.” You laugh and ran to him with open arms. Your hug was so strong it pushed both of you onto the sofa.

“Oof, sis I get it I’m nice to hug.” He said underneath you. You giggled as you looked down at him. He pushed a strand of your hand behind your ear.

HERES IT COMES

so, your confident ass kissed Mr Seo.

And he was not expecting it.

“Oh shit, Johnny I’m sorry.” You were about to get off but he pulled you back down and kissed you back, more passionately.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for that to happen.” He kissed you again, his soft lips moving against yours.

“Soo, I guess both of you are official now?” Doyoung says as he stood in front of the door.

You jumped off of Johnny.

“BRO?” He says. Doyoung smiles and runs off to tell the rest of the group.

You sat there, slightly blushing. He slings his arm around your shoulder. You lean on his shoulder.

“We should prepare for the teasing.” “Yeah, we could or we could stay here and continue?”

He locks the door and pulls you back into a kiss.

Hello~ I don’t actually know how the medical world works, I only know the basics. I deeply apologize if there are mistakes

Credits to the owner of the photo.

Spiraling into the abyss of 2022

Last evening, Alicia received a call from her dad saying that her mom was in the ER because she couldn't move her mouth area. They suspected a brain aneurysm after the first MRI. Alicia and I were both so scared and shocked to hear that. I was just texting her mom in the morning saying 'bon dia' and stuff, like we always do. Alicia was crying and shaking in fear, I guess with stress and anxiety as well. I tried to hold back my tears (I didn't do that so well but I tried not to cry as much as she did. I thought at least one of us should be still able to carry the other emotionally or physically) and hugged Alicia as tightly as I could. But I also felt so sad and scared, I am not ready to hear another bad piece of news or have another person I know passed away before I can say goodbye or see them again, especially the mom of my girlfriend. It must be devastating for her, her dad should such a thing occur. It would be heartbreaking for me too since I have already considered her as a mother figure. We couldn't stop our tears. We remained silent as we both were following our own thoughts. Fear and sadness surrounded us more and more with Alicia shaking. My hands and feet were cold as hell and I felt there was a rock in my throat, I couldn't spurt out anything else except for, 'It will be alright, it will be alright...' I felt helpless and useless, I felt that my comfort was so cliché and meaningless, I felt that nothing I could do would help her to calm down, much less calming myself. Typing until here, I can still feel my hands are cold as I am recalling last night. At the same time, I thought of my dad with a history of having a stroke and obesity, my mom, my grandpa living with a heart support machine, my dear grandma with poor health, my old tutor surviving Covid. Who knows what might happen tomorrow? Who knows when I will receive such a phone call that someone I love is in the ER? Last night, Alicia could barely sleep and she left early in the morning to take the earliest train home to Alicante. She wanted me to leave with her today's morning but somehow I felt I shouldn't. I thought that her family needed a personal day, just the three of them. Some family time for her mom will do her good. Her dad must be exhausted after bringing her mom to the hospital, staying there for updates, going with her when she was transferred to another hospital, waiting for more doctor's conclusions and being in the hospital for her emergency surgery at around 1AM. I just didn't want to bother their family moment or bother her dad even further. That's why I bought the ticket for Saturday to visit her mom instead. Just to ensure you, the surgery went very well last night and her mom is resting now. They just need more MRIs and tests to make sure everything is normal. I am relieved now about her mom, but I still don't feel at ease because thoughts about my family remain lingering in my head. It makes me feel like I have a hangover! Gosh, I miss booze, and curse on you, antidepressant and sleeping pills! Also last night, a close friend of mine was having an extremely hard time too. She is Ukrainian, and her family is being trapped in Kiyv in a bunker. Seriously, the only silver lightning in this whole situation is that her family is prepared enough to have a bunker... The situation in Kiyv and Ukraine now is horrendous and chaotic as you know from the news. The people there are living in fear for their life and people abroad like my friend are in pain thinking about their family stuck there. The sense of helplessness and hopelessness my friend is experiencing is unimaginable. The only thing I could do was send her encouragement and support. And she told me, she wanted to find a way to go back to Kiyv because she does not want to be here while her family is there feeling vulnerable, fearful, and "her heart and soul belongs there". Her wish struck me hard. I told her that if I were her and my country was under attack from, let say China (the most probable country that loves to invade Vietnam), I would want to go back too, I would want to fight my own battle, I would want to be with my family. I would want to die there, at home, with my family if that would be the last thing I do.

I know this is a far-fetched scenario since Beijing is busy with the Olympics now, but it is not unlikely in the future. Vietnamese have been living under pressure of being invaded by China, which has a stronger and more powerful military force than us (i.e., China probably has at least 30 high-end submarines but Vietnam has maybe 3 submarines left by the Russians after WW2), for the past 10 years. I remember vividly, in 2012 - 2013, China-Vietnam relations were so tense regarding the East Sea and our northern border with China. People were afraid of another war after less than 30 years of peace (after WW2, we had a famine for 10 years so I wouldn't say it was an ideal state of living.) My grandparents, auntie-grandmas and parents lived through the war and they know how terrifying and atrocious war can be. Years of memories about war are never easy to forget, and they make sure that I know about it, how dreadful it is to live in a time of war. Also, I know how "helpful" the UN can be regarding humanitarian crises (Palestinian genocide, Uyghurs genocide, Taiwan's indenpendence, Afganistan crisis- 2020s examples or older ones are Rwanda, Bosnia, Sudan genocides, etc.) Another example that I know too well about is the Ba Chuc massacre led by Pol Pot, leader of a Cambodian nationalists army in the end of 1970s. In said massacre, more than 3000 of Vietnamese people were murdered brutally, children, women, elders. Not to even mention the Cambodian genocide led by Pol Pot (again), they committed hideous crimes and stole thousands of lives. My grandfather, who was in the High Court of Justice of Vietnam at the time, wrote a long-ass letter in French to the UN (they didn't even need a translator for that letter), asking/begging them for help desperately as we were such a small country without power. No reply from the UN nor any Institutes. It was a desperate time for all of us, and entities that claimed to be able to help did not even clench their bumhole or waste a neuron about my grandpa's urgent request, much less enforce military intervention. History tends to repeat itself, with mentioned examples.

I hold fear for what is yet to come. Why is that? It is so ridiculous to be afraid of something that is not happening right now, but seeing what is happening to my friend and her family, to her home and country, I just could not shake my fear off of me. I fear for my dad and brother might be deployed, I fear for my grandparents, auntie-grandmas and my mom's safety should that day of war come, again. I'm afraid that Ukraine, Crimea are just the beginning. It is witless, stupid, brainless and senseless to give veto power to the two countries that can start a war in the West and in the East. There is an absolute imbalance of power in the Security Council and nothing has been done to change or improve. The world is still literally a man's elite club with five rich dudes. Hence now people are the ones suffering and they are just reaping the benefits of their own political interests in spite of humanitarian/global crises. I am also so angry that I could not do anything. I am angry at the uncertainty of the world. Goddamn it, when I am coming to terms with the pandemic crisis shit, building up myself, making friends with anxiety and overthinking, another bird shit splashed onto me from the sky! What the hell? I am so angry at myself that I wish I were an ignorant pile of dog poo. Or a plankton! At least a plankton can help produce oxygen!

These were the events that led to my trail of thoughts which created my anxiety and me spiraling into the abyss.

I hope you lot have a better day than me.

It has been the most exhausting year of my entire life and I will be surprised if I ever top it...

Brent was having a hard time adjusting to the altitude when we 1st came out here, (July 8th 2020) But as time went on he got better as expected. Then suddenly he got worse and worse, Eventually he lost the job that he got because he was calling out so often throwing up and experiencing extreme nausea.  Because of covid, the doctors were booked for weeks (new patient) so it was just kind of a waiting game until we finally decided to just go to the ER.  They did a full blood panel and decided that he needs to see a GI doctor because everything else is normal. So, That was booked 2 weeks out and he was sent home with nausea medication for one week...

Of course we were going to try to buy or rent so I was freaking out about money and working as much as I possibly could... But then I too had to go to the emergency Room because I had extreme abdominal pain resulting in an emergency appendectomy😖

The day after my surgery, I am home, when my dad comes in with my older sister.

To my knowledge, my older sister was diagnosed paranoid schizofrantic. She has been Homeless for the last 11 years,  And on drugs.  She recently was beaten so badly that she was left with several brain injuries on top of it all, And while she was healing at the hospital somehow they didn't notice her walk out.  We were just about to get her placed somewhere safe...And they lost her.

Anyhow dad walks in with my sister who I guess called him from a coffee shop when they told her that she couldn't sleep there anymore (after a month of being missing again) Dad had to go back to work so then it was me & her for the next 2 days, As you can imagine, not the rest I needed post surgery... then, I had to go back into the hospital because something wasn't right. I was there for 3 more days, 2 days alone because ben was so sick that it was worse with him being there than me sitting by myself in pain and nausea of my own.

Fast forward a few more months, tragic accidents led to 2 separate deaths of my parents dogs. Both events I happen to be present, so get blamed & am no longer welcome at mom & dads.

(Still healing from sugury, brent still very sick)

We get an apartment, and I start working as a nanny for my aunt twice a week while working at Massage Envy the other 5 days.

At this point, I am tired. I am horney, and lonely, and Absolutely. Fucking. Miserable.

I am begging ben to keep up with drs. but he has lost hope of getting better, and I have no way of helping him when I am already worn too thin.

After 9, Long, long months, he eventually, with my consistent pushing, nagging, most likely not always kind remarks, he finds out his hormones are completely off, which I knew would be the case, his dick hadnt worked for the last 3 years properly..

Anyway. He blames his addiction medication rather than continuing dr. Appointments... he gets on testosterone with an outside company(pay out of pocket kind of subscription company...rather than checking insurance, or figuring out what causes low testosterone and fixing that first). I was working and had no influence in any of those choices that effect us both as they have for at least 2 years. He hasnt touched me for so, so, long.

Month 3 of his medication that seems to be working (only reason I know is there was a ton of porn in my google history, he had declined all advances, except the rare, 3 times he allowed a blowjob then left immediately after for the gym or literally anything else rather than make it romantic at all.)

Month 4, he forgets to make a payment at all, so now we owe $250 rather than the normal $100. His meds get sent, then FedEx loses the package all together so, he is sick and I am house sitting in a dream home, alone for 2 weeks straight that originally was going to be our getaway to focus on Us.

At this point, brent and I havnt slept in the same bed for 2 months. At first cause he says I'm mean and he wants to not be near me, but now its cause hes "more comfortable out in the living room..."

A month ago when we last had a conversation about our relationship he said he wants space and a break from me all together. I'm too much.

I am the problem..?

When trying to understand what he means, he shuts down the connvo, saying he cant talk about it anymore. It's been 30 days since we have made any verbal progress. Our fighting has stopped though, and I'll tell you why...

Rewind 1 week before house sitting;

1 week after brent and I had an awful fight where he told me we should take a break, I stay at my parents & My mom offers for me to join them at a graduation party of a kid I used to babysit.

We were sitting in the back of the dining room, out of the way, when I saw someone i slightly recognized in the hallway. Not sure from where, but he was the kind of guy that you couldnt stop looking at. He was clearly into fitness, his shirt couldnt hide the muscular features he had been perfecting either, despite him dressing nothing out of the ordinary. He had beautiful ink crawling up his leg, an artform that would only mean something to someone who is more spiritually awake. But more noticable about anything was that smile.

God that smile. His face was scruffy, as if he had been away, but regardless, the smile he had influenced his entire ora. His eyes smiled, his walk... smiled. He had some kind of thing about him that was a physical draw I had never known for myself before. Dont get me wrong, i have been woo'd by many men so far in my life, from all stages in life, but This one was just, different. He was making his way around the room, & I could hear his voice over my mom who's talking beside me. I had literally been blocked out by my ever wondering thoughts of this random stranger whom felt familiar.

Then, he was there, at our table?

He was so easy to talk to, not even sure how we started now, but all I know is I was not nervous despite my very physical attraction to him.

He spoke of traveling, and adventures hes been on. This guy had a whole other life in the military at one point and now was traveling, working for a company that sends him around the US.

This guy had Hope's and dreams and somehow we got to talking about that kind of thing at a graduation party?

When I left that day, I thought about him. Not just him specifically, but men like him. Had I chosen Brent wrongfully? Does brent even like who I am anymore, what does he want going forward in his own life? How do I even fit into that? He understands my need for adventure but his actions say that he doesnt want to come along. My mind was loopy after that because for the first real time I questioned, what if there was someone who wanted to see the world,  Who liked my sad music, and my emotions being in everything I do? What if there was a women more interested in the simple home life, having a couple dogs and living a small, comfortable life? Are we doing one another a disservice by occupying oneanother's lives? How could I ever bring that up with Brent at all without making him feel so inadiquite after a year of terrible sickness and defeat?

Well, when I went to that big, gorgeous dream home the following week to house sit for 2 weeks... begging him to come see me, I grew weak from overthinking. I cried, I cried so much the first 3 days.

I cried from a place of such sadness, anger, bitterness, defeat, they were so strong. My mind was cloudy, drunk, stoned, tired.... I found myself writing a suicide letter.

My plan was to disappear, I knew I'd find a firearm in the home & allow someone to find my remains eventually in the hills where I'd walk far enough.

I prepared by cleaning the litterbox, laying out several bowls of water for the dog and cat, and watered all the plants heavily. I transfered brent all the money in my bank accounts, and as I waited for the sheets to come out of the dryer I balled my eyes out, reading the last conversations I had had with my family members. I thought to myself how the kids would take it, what different life choices they would make having been close with someone before their passing. At this point, I needed something, but I needed it from someone who doesnt know me in my life right now, but the me that was worth saving. The me I still recognized.

I called an old friend from 2nd grade. Hadnt talked to her in years and years, didnt known her life, her schedual, her name(which had been changed). But she talked me down. She saved my fucking life. It took a person who knew my soul years ago, to remind me I am not alone.

I dont blame my parents, or who I thought would be my future husband. I had talked with my aunt earlier that day and she couldnt see it either. I had become this fake shell of a person and it took considering an actual murder of myself to make me see that if I continued this path, I would die eventually and nobody in my life would ever see me preparing for it.

That night, I invited a complete stranger over and we fucked like rabbits. 4 times. He got to do things he'd never done before, and I begged him to. Sounds cold, sounds unapologetically disgusting that I'd do something like that, but quite frankly, I FUCKING needed it. I needed someone to see me, even if he didnt see my current life nor care about me as a person... he saw, touched, kissed, sucked and ate me up. For the first time in at least 2 years, i felt satisfaction when I walked him to the door and watched his car drive away.

It was like a sigh of relief, an inch I could not reach for the longest time, gone. Finally.

The following days, brent began putting in more effort. It has been 3 weeks and I'd say he has been kinder to me than he had in a while (probably the lack of testosterone) but also, I havnt seen much of him in general. From his point of view, it is all fine. Hes getting the space he needed, I'm being nicer since I quit massage Envy, and things are looking up....

But that is because he doesnt See Me.

My suisidal thoughts subsided after my long conversation with Scout. & that night I called my cousin as well, and learned he too had been in my shoes before. He said something that stuck with me.

If everyone has an expiration date on their life already, and we don't know when it is, you're to the point that you're life is so invaluable that youd kill yourself than flee your life and make one you want. Dont care about the people youd hurt, because suicide is just as careless as abandoning them all indefinitely.

He was so right, it put things into perspective, gave me a freedom I felt I was waiting to gain permission for.

Five days later, I noticed He had written me 5 before, on the day I had truly planned to end my current life..

He had written me at 12am, what would someone like him, a gorgeous, beefed out, big thinker, high energy, go getter be doing messaging me, a tired women who was 300lbs a year ago, (still working on getting to a normal size) and completely at a crossroads with existance.

I entertained the connvo a tad, and honestly forgot about it for a few days as I figured no way he could be serious.

He triple messaged me, and asked for my personal contact info to have real conversation?

Hesitantly, and wildly excited to even just flirt for a moment with someone who is literally everything I fantasize when I'm alone everynight....

Our conversation immediately took off. In directions I hadnt expected at all what so ever. He told me he had to admit he felt drawn to me, like he had known me in another life. That he doesnt expect me to get it, but I did. We talked about things that only my sister and I can relate to on a spirituality standard and it changed me in that instant. Suddenly i realize, I wasn't broken, I was just misunderstood. & that there are people in this world that See Me even when I am not trying. Not many, and it takes a specific Kind of person, but they do exist and when you meet them, you cant ignore it. It is as if they stain you with remembrance.

As the sexually hungry humans we are, not only did we find that morality, values, future goals coexist, but also our importance of intimacy. Not just lust and sex, well, yes that too, uff did those conversations get so, fucking, hot, but the interactions of intimacy and how they make a person whole.

I opened up to him about Brent, and where I am at in life, asking he please oversee my unfaithfulness, but that I am loyal at heart. He says with such pain in his voice how he too in a parallel position simultaneously, however, he married her 7 years ago.

Ugh.

So now I get to choose. Do I chose mortality, say no, brent and the other women deserve to understand the severity of sex, love and passion, and if they chose not to then we will leave before we act on our mutual attraction....? Or, do we say hell with it and give in to serendipity moments that our hearts crave so badly, take on the consequences and move forward. Sigh. If only there was a guideline for complicated.

Last night, as the 5 nights before, we talked for hours on the phone. His voice makes me smile every, damn, time. Perhaps because it's new and exciting, or maybe I just love to hear him go on his tangents of loving yourself despite the bad in life. I Want him. I want him when I wake, &when I go to sleep. I do not want a life without him& it saddens me to know our timing is incorrect. He asked her for a divorce a year ago, but has sat comfortably as I have despite the horror because weve both been too busy, too tired, too... afraid that life will always be lonely. Last night, he said to me, Elise, I love you. I avoided it several times but when he said it two more times, I couldnt keep it any longer to myself, Jackson, I really do Love you as well. It's scary, and faster than I'd ever say it to anyone. But I know it to be true because I Feel it. I want his love so badly. I want him to live life along side of me because with a person like him, I'd be a better me.

I am absolutely terrified. My life, my home, my family, dogs, my 5 year relationship, the unborn children brent and I have named, and the houses we'd have... all gone?

Running away with a man who says hes going to leave his wife is absolutely stupid. I'd be an idiot to think I am enough to get him through that fear of change, yet he gives me strength to want to try, so maybe I do, Him?

Ugh my brain being pulled in many ways. My heart having been in pieces so many times now doesnt know who to go to or why. I know for certain I love Brent, is this a self gratifying moment To push me back to him? Is this the devil bringing two lost people together to ruin four people at once?or is this Fate. Fate that has seen both of us individually loosing ourselves in a life we didnt want and has brought us together to lean on one another, temporarily not?

Suppose time will tell.

Last two days he has been working a ton, and told me that tomorrow he has something he needs to talk to me about.

I assume it isnt good. I assume it is the first put off of many, because, I know I want to do the same. Part of me says I should block him right now, because lust, and attraction, both mentally and physically like that couldnt make a women addicted and that's a no good addiction when he has a women in his house with his last name. 😔

My Back Surgery

One month today I had emergency back surgery. 

When I started 2020, back surgery was the last thing on my mind, or anyone’s mind. While I have had known back issues most of my life, it didn’t seem like it was a necessity. Until I went into the emergency room on January 25th. I had taken some time off work to help my mom who just had neck surgery. My dad needed the extra help to make sure that my mom had everything she needed to be taken care of while she recovered. 

Unfortunately I ended up in extreme pain in my low back. I thought maybe I had aggravated one of the three disks in my low back. My dad talked me into going to the emergency room. I didn’t want to, because, as it had always been, they would give me good pain relievers, muscle relaxers and send me home. Plus, I needed to help with mom. I didn’t want to leave mom when she needed me. 

After finally seeing a doctor five hours after I arrived, he had x-rays ordered and an MRI. He wanted to check things out to see what might be going on, while he didn’t think anything was seriously wrong, he wanted to make sure. He did not like the look of the x-ray and had me do the MRI too. He called in a surgeon because something was wrong. 

The on-call surgeon came into the ER at 7:30am the next morning on January 26th, 13 hours after I arrived at the hospital and 8 hours after I had been on an extremely uncomfortable gurney. All the hospital beds were being used, and they were frantically searching for something more comfortable for me to lay on. I had been admitted to the hospital, but, because it was full, I was in that emergency room for almost 16 hours, before being transferred.

The surgeon explained to me the x-rays and the MRIs. It turned out from my medical stuff last year, I had a full body MRI scan done, because they were looking for cancerous lymph nodes and other problems, which I did not have. The MRIs were 11 months and 2 weeks apart. In that span of time, the disk in my spine at T-12/L-1, which had been protruding for over 13 years, had begun to harden and calcify up against my spinal chord, greatly increasing my risk of becoming paralyzed. If the spinal chord gets damaged, or cut, then there is no reversing that, even with all of today’s technology. The surgeon also explained that a bone spur also began to grow just above it, up against the spinal chord, so the threat of becoming paralyzed was not just in one spot, but two. The previous MRI showed no signs of this. The only thing that I had done in the previous year was become a barista (again) and there is a lot of bending, twisting, lifting and straining that is not good for my back. But I LOVE the job. While we cannot say for certain what caused it, all that unnatural movement over the last year didn’t help. 

After all this explanation from the surgeon, he said that I had a choice. He said I could go home with pain medicine, but my condition would continue to get worse. He said I wouldn’t have been able to care for my mom and to take it easy. :( He said he recommended surgery, but at the end of the day, I had to choose to have it done. He said that if I did go home, that I could risk making a wrong move, or if I had a car accident, etc., that it would cause paralysis. And while I joked that I could rock a cobalt blue wheel chair, I knew that my living situation at home was not ready if I did need to use a wheelchair. 

[Four years ago, mid February 2016, I blew a disk out in my back, and spent three days in the hospital re-learning how to walk and I had to have extensive physical therapy. I blew out L4/L5. While it was bad, and while it was jagged up against my spinal chord, that hospital determined surgery wasn’t necessary, yet. And who knew 4 years later, that disk posed no immediate threat to my ability to walk. Praise God.]

I have to admit I was scared, although, not as scared as my first emergency surgery in December of 2015. (That was for my infected gallbladder. While I was scheduled for an out patient procedure on December 28th 2015, I ended up having surgery on December 25th at 1am because the infection spread and it was threatening my life.)

Surgery was not on my mind and that was the last thing I wanted to do. I asked the surgeon if I could think about it. He chuckled and said, “Of course! And I will check back in with you.” I appreciated that. 

The first thing I did was panic, and the nurse who was looking after me asked what the surgeon had said. Her response was, “Would you like to speak with a chaplain?” I hadn’t thought of that. And I took her up on it and asked for a Christian one. (Knowing a couple of chaplains, I do know that there are different religious chaplains in hospitals, prisons and in the military.) The chaplain was very kind and compassionate, listening to what I was going through, as well as my aspirations of becoming a Nazarene Pastor. And, while he had never met me before, he also recommended something that several others have over the last 8 years: he told me that I would make a good chaplain because of my ability to listen to people and that I am a compassionate person. 

After an hour and a half, he prayed with me, reminded me of some great scriptures, which have now escaped my memory, as my nurse had come in with some great pain relievers and I was exhausted. And he left. I called my parents and asked what I should do. At this point I was leaning toward surgery, but I knew that would put a really big bind on them, especially my dad who would be the only one taking care of both my mom and I. They said go for it. I was there at the hospital already and they could perform it in the next day or two. 

Then I had to call my work. After being on FMLA leave to care for my mom, I had to call and explain what was currently happening. One of the assistant store managers, I work at Safeway, answered. She was the one who I was working with about my leave with my mom. While she was incredibly surprised that now I was in a medical bind, she encouraged me to go with the surgery and that when I was healed I could get back to work and to not worry about work. She also explained that she would talk to my immediate supervisor and to just prepare for the surgery and that whenever my dad could, he could get the paperwork for me to have fill out. I have never had such a great experience with medical issues anywhere I have ever worked. (And I have worked since I was sixteen, except the year and a half when I couldn’t work and take college courses.)   

I asked my nurse to let the surgeon know I decided I was going to have surgery. She forwarded it, but it seemed he knew that I was going to have it, as he had me down for surgery on that Monday. (When he talked, he wanted it done Sunday, but because I hadn’t had a firm yes, he moved it to Monday.) 

Monday came around (by this time I was already extremely bored, as I was waiting to have this done.) Some of my family came, as well as some people from my church who stopped by. But as it got later and later, no one seemed to know when I was going up for surgery. Then at almost 5pm a nurse came in and said matter-of-factly, “You’re not ready? They are on their way for you. You need to get wiped down.” While I could have said a lot of things, and I know my family wanted to say more, they helped me get all prepped for surgery. I kissed everyone goodbye, we said our I love you’s. And off I went. One of my cousins and my dad followed behind me as I went upstairs for surgery. My mom waited in my hospital room. I met all the people who were going to be in the O.R. with me, except one nurse they were waiting on. She was going to be responsible for monitoring my spinal chord and nerves to make sure that I didn’t have any problems. Unfortunately, she didn’t make it to the hospital. She was assisting in another O.R., in a different hospital about thirty minutes away. Instead of waiting for her, the surgeon decided to postpone it until the following day. (Initially, I was frustrated. As my family was.)

There was no communication between the surgical team and my nurses, who at first thought I had the surgery completed. And I said, they had to postpone it. It was nuts. While the surgical team was very attentive to my needs, as far as the surgery went, I cannot say the same for almost all of the nurses that I had during my stay. At first it wasn’t so bad, that is, before my surgery. After my surgery, I had to fight to get my medicine on time. I had to fight to make sure I had what I needed. I had never experienced that before. Usually, especially after major surgery, they are on top of making sure I am as comfortable as I can be. The night staff certainly did their best. And the CNA’s of the day shift. 

I ended up suffering from extreme pain more than I needed to during my stay at the hospital. And that was partially because of the lack of care that I received. Looking back on it, even though I could have been extremely angry and upset, I wasn’t. God had given me a sense of peace and a sense that He had never left my side once. It was one of the closest experiences I have ever had to God, even though I generally feel pretty close to Him. I did have to have a conversation with one nurse who was completely out of line. I will not go into details, but it seemed that while, yes, she was busy, she neglected my basic needs as a patient and left me with someone else, who had no idea what they were doing or how they could help me. After that conversation, she did better.

It was good that the surgery was a success and that I could get up and walk. Because I knew that if I could get up on my own, go to the bathroom on my own, they would let me go home. I knew I would do better at home than at the hospital.

The very first thing I noticed after the surgery was just how well I could feel my toes and feet. Over the last year, it was a gradual decline in my ability to feel them and I didn’t realize just how bad it had gotten, because I could walk on my own just fine. 

The few days after the surgery (Wednesday, Thursday and Friday) I do not remember much, except how much pain I was in and how uncomfortable I was. I cannot even remember all who came to visit me in the hospital those days. :( 

Having Fibromyalgia on top of having this major surgery, they did have some difficulty finding a proper pain management for me. But even when they did, they didn’t always implement it on time, setting me back in progress. For two days I had very low blood pressure, 80/55 was one I remembered, (normal is 120/80) because of the amount of medicine they gave me, to counter act giving me medicine late. I couldn’t get up, I was dizzy and nauseous, I could barely stay awake and they had to put me back on oxygen. They regretted pulling out the catheter because that meant I had to get up to go to the bathroom and I became a fall risk. And with my PCOS (yes, I know, I have a lot of medical issues), I went almost 1 week without my medication, which lead to aunt Flo showing up just 2 hours before surgery, extreme hot flashes, and moodiness.

Initially, they told me I could go home on Friday. But because of the oxygen and low blood pressure on Thursday, they wanted to keep me an extra day and to make sure that I could survive on only oral pain medication. When Saturday rolled around, I got up to walk. I ended up walking around the hospital wing twice because I wanted to prove that I could go home. (It was mostly because after 8 days, I just wanted to get the heck out of there.) And they finally let me go home. And I have been flourishing ever since. 

But, it has only been 1 month. And I still have 2 more to go before I can really do the things I was doing before all this happened in the first place. I will be able to start physical therapy mid-March (FINALLY!) and hopefully I will be able to go back to work at the end of April. 

One thing that God is teaching me through all of this is patience. This has been one of the hardest lessons that God has been teaching me over the years and He keeps coming back to it, so I know patience is extremely important. Plus, it is a spiritual fruit. I have more patience now than when I was a teenager, but I know that I still have a ways to go. 

James, Jesus’ brother, wrote:

“Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles of any kind come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy. For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. So let it grow, for when your endurance is fully developed, you will be perfect and complete, needing nothing.” (James 1:2-4, NLT). 

  Paul wrote to the Romans:

“Rejoice in our confident hope. Be patient in trouble, and keep on praying.” (Romans 12:12, NLT)

Paul wrote to the Galatians:

“But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience (or long-suffering), kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. There is no law against these things!” (Galatians 5:22-23.)

Paul wrote to the Colossians:

“We also pray that you will be strengthened with all his glorious power so you will have all the endurance and patience you need. May you be filled with joy, always thanking the Father.” (Colossians 1:11-12a, NLT). 

And this is my prayer for you today that no matter what it is that you are currently going through, or that you will go through that God will give you the strength to be able to get through it. I know God is capable of doing this, as He did this for me during my hospital stay, as well as He has been with me during this time at home recooperating. 

Peace and Blessings to all,

Cody

Part 2!

Well, my sister brought me to the hospital emergency room. I couldn't walk, so she went in and got a wheel chair for me then brought me in so i could start on paperwork. She went back out to park her car. They'd already brought me back to a room to wait and she came in and joined me.

Well, 2 hours later, someone came in. Im not actually sure what his job was, but im telling him everything and i just see something click with him, but he isnt saying what it is. Suddenly, he's asking me questions. I didn't even know some of this stuff could be symptoms, but he seems like he knows whats going. Well, he won't say it yet. My sister and i are both getting worried. He said he wanted to schedule and MRI ASAP. He left and some nurses came in a few minutes later. They brought a gown in for me and and a cup for me to pee in along with some vials to draw blood.

I ask the nurses how long i should have to wait for an MRI. They said between it was usually 6 to 10 HOURS. I hadnt eaten since 9 am. It was now 4pm and i was starving.

Well, the guy comes back in 2 hours later and they move me to a different, more private, room. They had me change into my gown since i hadn't yet and 2 real strong guys helped me into a hospital bed that they could roll around. They pushed me to the top of the list for the MRI because this guy was so worried. He fought tp push me to the front and this was happening now.

Off we go to this huge wing of the hospital. The techs there have me change into a different gown because theirs have absolutely no metal.(the one i had on had a metal button)

They tried to get me in the MRI machine and have me lie still for the scan. Well, heres the kicker. I haven't slept on my back for months(when its usually my preferred position) because of the absolute agony that lying down straight on my back caused me. I couldn't lie still for 15 seconds, let alone 15 minutes. The tech just keeps telling me to keep still when i can't. I tell her the pain im in and she pulls me out. I was crying from the pain. She gets some people to help her put me in a wheel chair to bring me back to my bed and then puts in an order for someone to bring me some dilaudid. Let me tell you, after constant pain for months, this was like a god send. I was back in the MRI and i passed out, i was feeling so good. It felt like it was over in 15 seconds.

Then they pushed me back to my room with my sister, gave me some hospital sock and had me sir there and wait for the doctor. Im high af in this moment. It's like 8pm and i dont know where the last 2 hours went my parents texted my sister to say they were leaving work early to come sit with us.(mom doesnt usually leave til 10pm. Dad stays til 11:30 pm)

Were both starving.and ask them to bring food. They arrive around9:30. Well, before my mom can even give us our food, the doctor comes in. He has my dad leave the room and asks me to roll over on my side so he can check my control over my butt muscles(he used different words tho)Well, next thing i know, his finger is up my butt and he's asking me to squeeze.

Then he says i can sit back up. I do and he has my dad come back in. He starts by telling me i have something called Cauda Equina syndrome. Now, i watch a lot of TV and i know what it is. Im asking all these questions"am i going to end up paralyzed? What caused it? I haven't had any recent trauma. What can i do about it?" He tells me "no, you won't be paralyzed, but a couple more week and you would have been. There's a schwanomma around the bundle of nerves at the base of your spine. We can have a surgery in the morning for you." He looks right at the chic fil a bag. "No food until now and then" i just start crying. Its 10 pm. I haven't eaten in over 12 hours and im starving. He thinks im crying over reasonable stuff(i.e. surgery in the morning) my parents think the same. My sister knows me a bit better and knows why im crying. I sign all of my papers and they transfer me to an actual room.

Surgery comes in the morning, I'm high as a kite right before and pass out before we even get to the operating room. It takes 4 hours from prep to finish and im back in another new room where some nurses are sticking a catheter up in me. Apparently, im not supposed to get out of bed after surgery or something crazy. Well, my brother, dad, and my brother's 2 best friends who are practically family are there while a catheter is getting shoved up inside me. Not cool.

No surprise here. My brother didn't even notice i couldnt walk for months. Who is that unobservant? Now all of a sudden, im in the hospital. He didn't even know my sister brought me to the ER the day before. I don't really know where he thought everyone was.

Now im in the ICU for a couple days. Honestly, great room. Big TV, couch and chair for the family, and a personal bathroom(not that i could use it. Catheter and bed pan for me)

Couple days later they move me to a regular room(definite downgrade, but my medical bills thank them lol. Besides, better to keep that room for someone else who really needs it) next thing i know, here comes my surgeon having me x rayed and saying that my schwanomma bent my spine out of place. If it didn't correct itself, id need another surgery to implant a titanium rod to keep my spine in place. Well damn. I just had a surgery. I still had my drainage reservoir(which i affectionately called my drainage donut since it was round. It kept blood and fluids from building up in the space where the schwanomma was) attached to me. The first incision was only a couple inches. If they did this, id have a scar all down my back.

Well, i ended up with that longer scar on sept 30th. I had to keep this long bandage all down my back.

Finally, all done with surgery. Next came the hard part. Dealing with my family. They would not leave me alone. My sister came after work in the morning and stayed for a few hours. My dad came after work at night to stay with me a few hours. My mom came after work in the evening for a few hours. They all thought of this as they're personal nap time and passed out in the reclining chair next to my bed. My biggest pet peeve is snoring. I absolutely hate the sound. It grates on my ears and just pisses me off. I know they were just worried, but i literally could not have been safer. I was surrounded by nurses and doctors 24/7. I finally snapped and told them to just head straight home after work and just go to bed. I couldn't deal with the snoring. I felt bad about it, but finally being able to sleep in peace eased the guilt a lot.

Next was physical therapy. Learning to walk again. I had to wear a very restricting back brace to help the titanium rod mold to the right place of the bone and keep my spine straight. They transferred me via ambulance to an inpatient care facility. i was told that they wanted to keep me for 4 weeks. I just went along with it. They knew better than i did as doctors.

They put me om the spinal injury and stroke floor. I went through what I'd be doing there with my doctor. They were basically going to teach me to function again.

I started PT the next day. It was hard, but rewarding and i was doing great. It went similar the next few days. Then Oct 6th came. My sister, brother, and I had all wanted to go to a bar for my 21st birthday and now i was spending it in the hospital. It was still fun. My family and my sister's boyfriend came and we all ate cookie cake(my favorite) and played board games. It was a fun day until visiting hours were over. My family had to leave and i had to go back to my room. I sat there and couldn't stop crying. A nurse came in and saw me. She asked what was wrong and after i told her, she sat with me until i calmed down and stopped crying.

You may wonder why my brother, sister, and i couldn't just make plans to go to a bar after i got released. Well, we would have, but my brother was leaving the country on the 13th to go live with his wife in Demmark.

I finally got to go home oct 16th. I just had to go to out patient physical therapy, wound care appts to help with my surgery wound, and appts with my surgeon-not to mention walk with a walker and wear my brace for the next 2-4 months.

Finally, im all healed up. I figured a year after i first started noticing problems might be a good time to share this message:

Dont wait. If your body says something is wrong, it probably is a d you should try and listen to it.

Saudi doctors join frontline battle in French hospitals against coronavirus

PARIS: Saudi doctors serving to to struggle the coronavirus illness (COVID-19) in French hospitals have lifted the lid on life below lockdown in France.

The medics have been collaborating in internship and specialization applications, dwelling in France with their households on Saudi government-backed scholarships which pay for his or her coaching. There are 50 Saudi doctors at present in France as a part of this system and three of them spoke to Arab Information about their experiences amid the virus pandemic in the nation the place thus far there was 44,550 recorded instances of an infection ensuing in 3,024 deaths. Dr. Abdu Al-Khayri, a neurosurgeon from Qunfudah, is at present on the employees of the Rothschild Hospital. The 31-year-old speaks fluent French after spending a yr studying the language previous to beginning his medical research. “No matter our specialties, we’re all going through the coronavirus disaster simply as French doctors and our different colleagues are. We’re proud to be on the staff going through this disaster. I salute the ER doctors, the specialists in infectious ailments, and anesthesiologists who’re all on the forefront, in addition to your complete medical employees for his or her braveness, their efforts, and the dangers they take. “As a neurosurgeon I work every single day. If a affected person arrives and wishes pressing care, we intervene in line with the procedures established by the French Ministry of Well being to cope with the virus. Operations that aren’t pressing are known as off for the time being.”

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The doctors extremely rated the French medical system and stated their experiences working in France had been essential to the event of their careers.

Dr. Qusay Mandoora, a 32-year-old Saudi urologist at Pitie Salpetriere hospital, informed Arab Information: “Through the coronavirus outbreak, we provide our companies to all doctors or personnel who ask for them, even when it’s not in our subject of experience. “We observe the official protocols and take the mandatory security measures. We additionally attempt to reduce down on our journeys to the hospital in order to keep away from publicity to, and attainable unfold of, COVID-19.” Dr. Ola Binhimd, from Jeddah, arrived in France in January 2015. She is in her ultimate yr as a plastic surgeon and reconstruction resident on the Necker Pediatric Hospital in Paris and was as a consequence of end her internship there on the finish of April, but it surely has been prolonged to the top of Could because of the COVID-19 outbreak. “I at present work in a pediatric hospital, so instances of COVID-19 are much less frequent right here, although seven youngsters affected by the virus have been lately admitted. “The hospital made quite a lot of adjustments in order to cope with this disaster. Earlier than these instances have been admitted, two working rooms have been prepared every single day they usually have been used to carry out operations that weren’t pressing. Each of them have now been re-purposed and aren’t used apart from emergency operations. “Anesthesiologists now test on sufferers and see if any of them have a fever. Visits to the hospital are prohibited and the kid’s dad and mom are the one ones allowed in his or her room,” she added. In the meantime, Al-Khayri started finding out neurosurgery in Riyadh at King Faisal Hospital and was then accepted in France to check for a diploma in his specialist space. “I arrived in France in 2013 and studied French for a yr. I then did a five-year coaching course for all specialties in totally different French hospitals, earlier than acquiring my medical diploma in 2019.

SPEEDREAD

The doctors say they’re proud to be on the staff going through this disaster. They pay tribute to the ER doctors, the specialists in infectious ailments, and anesthesiologists who’re all on the forefront, in addition to your complete medical employees for his or her braveness, their efforts, and the dangers they take.

“I spent a yr in the Kremlin Bicêtre hospital, 12 months at Pitie Salpetriere, and one yr at Mondor. I completed the required research and am now a resident surgeon with the title of fellow or neurosurgery specialist on the Rothschild Basis Hospital. “I got here right here as a part of an change program between Saudi Arabia and France. In this system 50 Saudi doctors examine their specializations in France. In neurosurgery, there are just one or two positions open for Saudi surgeons yearly.” Al-Khayri is grateful that King Salman, Crown Prince Mohamed bin Salman and the Ministry of Well being have allowed him to work on his specialization in France. He’s additionally very grateful for what the Saudi authorities does for college kids in Saudi Arabia and overseas. Mandoora stated: “I did all my medical programs in Saudi Arabia in English after which took a one-year French course on the Alliance Francaise in Paris. Then I used to be capable of start my medical and surgical specialization which is in treating kidneys and associated issues. “Our authorities, which financed our research, additionally allowed our households to join us in France. I used to be a resident for 5 years in addition to a yr of coaching. Saudi residents in France relocate to a unique hospital each six months.”

He extremely rated the French medical system and stated his experiences working in France had been essential to the event of his profession. “The extra sufferers we deal with, the extra we study.” He added that the French system of treating folks in public and semi-private hospitals, had allowed him to profit from coping with a variety of medical situations. On his private life, he stated: “I’m at present in my seventh yr of examine, so we positively have mates right here by now. My spouse is finding out advertising and marketing at INSEEC College in Paris, and we have now a son. I really feel fully built-in with the staff of residents on the French hospital.”

As soon as he graduates, Mandoora plans to return dwelling and work in Saudi Arabia. Binhimd, who studied medication in Jordan and Egypt and graduated from Egypt, stated: “I did an externship at Resort Dieu in Beirut after which returned to Saudi Arabia the place I labored for the federal government in the Ministry of Protection. “I additionally labored on the King Fahd Armed Forces Hospital in Jeddah for 2 years and obtained a scholarship from the hospital. I’ve now accomplished my internship in cosmetic surgery and reconstruction after six months of French classes.” She added: “I’m at present working in the sphere of cosmetic surgery for kids. That features working with these born with deformities and with those that have accidents equivalent to canine bites. These accidents are frequent these days as a result of youngsters are confined to their houses. “That is my 10th semester as a resident. I’ve one semester left at St. Louis Hospital in Paris and in November 2020, I’ll transfer to the Gustave Roussy Institute.”

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Rabbit Holes Do Exist// OOC Just felt like sharing

There are many things in life that slam you to the ground and hold you there, then before they even allow you to catch your breath, they send you down a rabbit hole the likes Alice in Wonderland would never survive. My adventure down that hole began the day my mother was diagnosed with two different kinds of cancer. Colon, which wasn’t that life threatening at the time but would be soon; and a really nasty thing called High Grade B Cell Lymphoma.

The Oncologist and surgeon consulted her and each other and had decided to operate on the colon cancer first then, after a brief recovery, would start her on the chemo for the Lymphoma. It seemed like a good plan. We went through everything required to get the surgery done but hit a brick wall when she went to her primary care physician to get clearance from him. He looked over the chest x-rays that had been done by her gastroenterologist (the angel that found both cancers in the first place) and decided she needed to see a pulmonary specialist.

One day before the surgery was scheduled, she went to the pulmonary specialist. When we got there, she couldn’t breathe. Long story short, he put her in the hospital immediately. That was the morning of June 9, 2017. By that afternoon, I received a call from the assisted care living facility where my dad was living and was notified that he had been taken to the ER there because he had fallen. My parents had been divorced for over 30 years but somehow, they never failed to double-team me at the worst possible times. Being an only child, I had no one but myself to get me through this.

My mom was found to be in the late stage 4 of the Lymphoma with the cancer having spread to her liver, kidney, lungs, and ribs. Her oncologist gave her about a week left on this earth. I was convinced he was wrong.

Since the Lymphoma was more of a threat than the colon cancer, it was decided she would start on the chemo as soon as possible. On the 10th they transferred her to another hospital where they could put in a port and start the chemo ASAP. The surgery to install the port was set for the 12th. On the afternoon of the 11th, I received a call from the hospital where my dad was and was told that if I wanted to see him, I needed to get there ASAP.

I left one hospital and made the hour and a half trip to the other one and found my dad in transition. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer for him. This came on very suddenly because I had talked to him every day since he was admitted. I spent the night there with him, sitting in a straight chair by his side. At 7:40 the morning of the 12th, Jesus called him home.

I wrapped up as many things there as I could, then left and drove straight back to the other hospital. By the time I arrived, mom had been in surgery for thirty minutes. I spoke with the nurses and doctors on the oncology floor where she was and it was agreed that I mention nothing about my father’s passing until after her first chemo treatment, because she was going to need all her strength to get through it. They would be giving her R-CHOP chemo…a cocktail mixture of five different drugs. The first treatment took a little over eight hours.

I stayed with her for the first hour to make sure everything was going to go well, then I had to leave and go make arrangements for dad. I didn’t have the time or mental capacity to plan a funeral, so I just had him cremated so I could plan something later when things calmed down. By the time I got back to mom, I thought I was going to lose my mind! I had never been so lost, confused and hurt in my life. As I sat there listening to mom sleep, there was little voice that kept telling me I needed to go to the chapel. I finally listened to it and went, but when I got there, I had no idea what to say or what to do. I knelt at the little alter then folded my hands and bowed my head, but I was still drowning. I opened my eyes and looked at the picture in the stained glass window and whispered a single word…”Please”

The utterance of that single word was the only thing I needed to say. I immediately found a clarity that hadn’t been there previously, as well as a peace that assured me that somehow everything was going to be alright.

It was three days before I could tell mom about dad, and then she cried. I suppose that no matter what happens or how nasty a divorce is, there’s always a tiny bit of the heart that remembers the good times and lets those memories flow with the tears of grief.

From the 13th of June to the 27th of September, mom had chemo every three weeks. She wound up in the hospital twice because of complications, her white blood count hit zero which resulted in fevers, which can be life threatening to a chemo patient. She also had two blood transfusions during that time as well. Through all this, she took it like a trouper. I have never seen anyone as strong as my mother…she is amazing.

After the last chemo treatment, it was verified that the Lymphoma was in complete remission. Now they could finally do the surgery for the colon cancer.

Fast forward to December 2017…

The surgery was scheduled for the 29th of December. On the 28th, the surgeon did a colonoscopy to pinpoint the cancer so he would know exactly where to cut. After that procedure, he came to her room with a rather large smile on his face. He had some news for us…

The colon cancer was GONE.

He said he could see where the other doctor had marked that area, and he had seen it in the CT scan, but it was completely gone.

For now, we have emerged from that rabbit hole stronger and much more confident than when we had first fallen into it, but we made it and am now taking things one day at a time and enjoying life.

I can remember the morning my dad passed, there was a red bird that had sat just outside his window. It flew away about a minute after he drew his last breath. Since then, my mom has seen a red bird in her back yard almost every day. Call us crazy, but we’re pretty sure it’s dad just stopping by to check on things.

There are many things in life that slam you to the ground and hold you there, then before they even allow you to catch your breath, they send you down a rabbit hole the likes Alice in Wonderland would never survive. My adventure down that hole began the day my mother was diagnosed with two different kinds of cancer. Colon, which wasn’t that life threatening at the time but would be soon; and a really nasty thing called High Grade B Cell Lymphoma.

The Oncologist and surgeon consulted her and each other and had decided to operate on the colon cancer first then, after a brief recovery, would start her on the chemo for the Lymphoma. It seemed like a good plan. We went through everything required to get the surgery done but hit a brick wall when she went to her primary care physician to get clearance from him. He looked over the chest x-rays that had been done by her gastroenterologist (the angel that found both cancers in the first place) and decided she needed to see a pulmonary specialist.

One day before the surgery was scheduled, she went to the pulmonary specialist. When we got there, she couldn’t breathe. Long story short, he put her in the hospital immediately. That was the morning of June 9, 2017. By that afternoon, I received a call from the assisted care living facility where my dad was living and was notified that he had been taken to the ER there because he had fallen. My parents had been divorced for over 30 years but somehow, they never failed to double-team me at the worst possible times. Being an only child, I had no one but myself to get me through this.

My mom was found to be in the late stage 4 of the Lymphoma with the cancer having spread to her liver, kidney, lungs, and ribs. Her oncologist gave her about a week left on this earth. I was convinced he was wrong.

Since the Lymphoma was more of a threat than the colon cancer, it was decided she would start on the chemo as soon as possible. On the 10th they transferred her to another hospital where they could put in a port and start the chemo ASAP. The surgery to install the port was set for the 12th. On the afternoon of the 11th, I received a call from the hospital where my dad was and was told that if I wanted to see him, I needed to get there ASAP.

I left one hospital and made the hour and a half trip to the other one and found my dad in transition. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer for him. This came on very suddenly because I had talked to him every day since he was admitted. I spent the night there with him, sitting in a straight chair by his side. At 7:40 the morning of the 12th, Jesus called him home.

I wrapped up as many things there as I could, then left and drove straight back to the other hospital. By the time I arrived, mom had been in surgery for thirty minutes. I spoke with the nurses and doctors on the oncology floor where she was and it was agreed that I mention nothing about my father’s passing until after her first chemo treatment, because she was going to need all her strength to get through it. They would be giving her R-CHOP chemo…a cocktail mixture of five different drugs. The first treatment took a little over eight hours.

I stayed with her for the first hour to make sure everything was going to go well, then I had to leave and go make arrangements for dad. I didn’t have the time or mental capacity to plan a funeral, so I just had him cremated so I could plan something later when things calmed down. By the time I got back to mom, I thought I was going to lose my mind! I had never been so lost, confused and hurt in my life. As I sat there listening to mom sleep, there was little voice that kept telling me I needed to go to the chapel. I finally listened to it and went, but when I got there, I had no idea what to say or what to do. I knelt at the little alter then folded my hands and bowed my head, but I was still drowning. I opened my eyes and looked at the picture in the stained glass window and whispered a single word…”Please”

The utterance of that single word was the only thing I needed to say. I immediately found a clarity that hadn’t been there previously, as well as a peace that assured me that somehow everything was going to be alright.

It was three days before I could tell mom about dad, and then she cried. I suppose that no matter what happens or how nasty a divorce is, there’s always a tiny bit of the heart that remembers the good times and lets those memories flow with the tears of grief.

From the 13th of June to the 27th of September, mom had chemo every three weeks. She wound up in the hospital twice because of complications, her white blood count hit zero which resulted in fevers, which can be life threatening to a chemo patient. She also had two blood transfusions during that time as well. Through all this, she took it like a trouper. I have never seen anyone as strong as my mother…she is amazing.

After the last chemo treatment, it was verified that the Lymphoma was in complete remission. Now they could finally do the surgery for the colon cancer.

Fast forward to December 2017…

The surgery was scheduled for the 29th of December. On the 28th, the surgeon did a colonoscopy to pinpoint the cancer so he would know exactly where to cut. After that procedure, he came to her room with a rather large smile on his face. He had some news for us…

The colon cancer was GONE.

He said he could see where the other doctor had marked that area, and he had seen it in the CT scan, but it was completely gone.

For now, we have emerged from that rabbit hole stronger and much more confident than when we had first fallen into it, but we made it and am now taking things one day at a time and enjoying life.

I can remember the morning my dad passed, there was a red bird that had sat just outside his window. It flew away about a minute after he drew his last breath. Since then, my mom has seen a red bird in her back yard almost every day. Call us crazy, but we’re pretty sure it’s dad just stopping by to check on things.

Youngest US face transplant recipient shares story of suicide survival

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Youngest US face transplant recipient shares story of suicide survival

A 22-year-old woman who became the youngest person in the US to receive a face transplant is speaking out about how lucky she feels to be alive.

In March 2014, Katie Stubblefield attempted to take her own life by shooting herself in the face at her brother’s Mississippi home. 

After jumping from hospital to hospital fighting for her life, she underwent a 31-hour operation in May 2017 to receive a face transplant – the 40th person in the world to do so.

After three years, Katie could finally chew, swallow and breathe independently.

In an interview with ABC’s Nightline, Katie reveals that despite the grueling therapy and several surgeries still ahead, she feels ‘whole again’ and said she hopes to become an advocate for suicide prevention.

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Katie Stubblefield, 22, says she feels lucky to have received a second chance at life more than a year after undergoing a facial transplant 

In March 2014, Katie (left in 2014 and right in 2018) attempted to take her own life by shooting herself in the face at her brother’s Mississippi home. She is the 40th person in the US to undergo a face transplant and the youngest ever

Katie spent a month at a trauma center in Memphis, Tennessee, before she was transferred to the Cleveland Clinic, considered a pioneer in face transplants. Pictured: Katie with her parents Alesia and Rob

Years before the historic procedure, a then 17-year-old Katie was experiencing a difficult year.

She was facing several health problems after undergoing an appendectomy in January 2014 and having her gallbladder removed. 

Then both of her parents lost their jobs as teacher at Katie’s Christian high school.  

‘I think really, with Katie, she absorbed it, and it hit her deeply because I was her teacher,’ her father, Robb Stubblefield, told Nightline.

Then, on March 25, Katie’s boyfriend broke up with her after she confronted him about texts from another girl she found on his phone. 

Distraught, she left school early and drove to her older brother Robert’s house.

‘I was like: “What are you doing home from school?”‘ Robert told Nightline. ‘So, you know, I called my parents, like: “Hey, just so you know, she’s at my house right now”.’

Both he and their mother, Alesia, tried to talk to Katie, but she wasn’t interested.

Robert and Alesia both went outside to talk to one of Alesia’s friends when suddenly they heard what Robert described as sounding like a door slam.

Robert and Alesia found the bathroom door locked with Katie inside, not responding. 

After 17 operations that included repairing the bone structure of her nose, nasal passage and jaw, Katie was declared stable enough for a transplant and was on the list from March 2016. Pictured, left and right: Katie before her operation

Before the procedure on May 4, 2017, the team of 11 surgeons met and discussed the procedure using a 3D-printed a lower jaw

During the 31-hour operation, doctors replaced Katie’s scalp, forehead, eyelids, eye sockets, nose, upper cheeks, upper jaw, half of her lower jaw, muscles, skin and most of her facial nerves

‘At that point I smelled gunpowder because it was, obviously, indoors and you can smell it,’ her brother said. ‘And I knew exactly at that point what had happened.’ 

The teenager had shot herself under the chin with Robert’s .308-caliber hunting rifle.

Despite initial fears that Katie was dead, first responders found a pulse and rushed her to the hospital.

The majority of her face was gone, but she was still able to speak.

‘When she was in that ER…she said: “Tell my mom and dad I love her – love them. I’m sorry”,’ her father said. ‘It took a lot of strength.’

Katie’s donor was mother-of-one Adrea Schneider, 31 (pictured), who died in May 2017 of a drug overdose

She spent a month at a trauma hospital in Memphis, Tennessee, where doctors sewed her eyelids shut so her corneas could heal and tried to stem the bleeding in her brain.

The team was using skin grafts to try and patch her wounds, but they kept failing, so Katie was transferred to the world-renowned Cleveland Clinic.

It was there that Katie’s family was first made aware of the procedure known as a ‘face transplant’ and were told it may be Katie’s only chance at leading a normal life.

The first US face-transplant surgery was performed at the Cleveland Clinic in December 2008.

Dr Brian Gastman, a plastic surgeon at the Cleveland Clinic and part of Katie’s surgical team, said she is not the first person to attempt suicide to receive a face transplant.

‘Being 17, 18 years old, without any history of depression, with having the type of family support that she has, it seemed that she just did something impulsive,’ he told Nightline.

‘We see people doing impulsive things all the time, we just don’t hear about it as much, because they don’t end up in Katie’s situation and then lead to something as fantastic as a – as a face transplant.’

After 17 operations that included repairing the bone structure of her nose, nasal passage and jaw, Katie was declared stable enough for a transplant and was on the list from March 2016. 

‘She said: “Well, then I’ll just have to get the best reconstruction and I still want to live”,’ Robb said. “She didn’t just want a face back. She wanted function…her life back.”

Katie (pictured) says that when she touches her face with her hand, she feels ‘whole again’ and that before the transplant people considered her to be ‘a monster’

Pictured: Katie exercising with physical therapists Becky Vano and Nicole Bliss to boost strength in her legs three weeks after surgery

A donor emerged in 31-year-old Adrea Schneider, a mother-of-one who died of a drug overdose.

Her grandmother, Sandra Bennington, who adopted Schneider, had to approve the use of her extremities despite her granddaughter being a registered organ donor 

‘Based on all her facial characteristics, her size, age and her basic orthology, she’s a very good candidate,’ Dr Gastman said. 

‘She’s a 31-year-old, about nine years older than Katie, individual, a good-sized match.’

Katie underwent a psychological screening and several therapy sessions before she was cleared.

Before the procedure, the team of 11 surgeons met and discussed the procedure using a 3D-printed a lower jaw.

On May 4, 2017, Katie was wheeled into the operating theater.     

During the 31-hour operation, doctors replaced Katie’s scalp, forehead, eyelids, eye sockets, nose, upper cheeks, upper jaw, half of her lower jaw, muscles, skin and most of her facial nerves.

Additionally, the surgeons had to connect the blood vessels of Adrea’s face to Katie’s face so there would be blood flow.

More than a year later, Katie said receiving the surgery feels like a second chance at life.

‘When I touch my face now with my hand, I feel whole again,’ she told Nightline.

‘I wanted my face back, and I was willing to whatever it took to get my face back.

‘Before my transplant, people looked at me like I was disgusting. [Now] I can go out in a crowd, and people will just see me as another person and not as some kind of monster.’ 

She works with Lorna Reordan three times a week on oral exercises, muscle movement and speech exercises (pictured)

Although she can talk and communicate, Katie still has a long way to go. Soon, she will undergo surgery to get a new palate, which doctors hope will help her speak more clearly. Pictured: Katie eight months before her suicide attempt, left, and a year after her face transplant, right

Katie hopes to become an advocate for suicide prevention, be it through counseling or teaching. Pictured: Katie and her parents, Alesia and Rob, with Dr Oz

Katie was discharged from the Cleveland Clinic on August 1, 2017, but she still has a long way to go.

She works with Lorna Reordan three times a week on oral exercises, muscle movement and speech exercises.

‘She’s actually doing so much better than she was when she came home,’ Reordan told Nightline.

‘She’s eating again. She can talk and communicate.’

Soon, Katie will undergo surgery to get a new palate, which doctors hope will help her speak more clearly.

Katie hopes to become an advocate for suicide prevention, be it through counseling or teaching.

‘My hope for her is that her articulation improves, and she can get up there and tell that story,’ Dr Gastman said.

‘A fleeting moment can lead to something so devastating, not just for yourself, but for your family, and you’re seeing somebody who survived it.’  

For confidential help, call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255 or click here.

For confidential support on suicide matters in the UK, call the Samaritans on 08457 90 90 90, visit a local Samaritans branch or click here.

For confidential support in Australia, please call Lifeline on 13 11 14 or click here.

HISTORY OF FACE TRANSPLANTS IN AMERICA

Face transplants became possible in 2005, when French surgeons performed a partial one on Isabelle Dinoire, who had been attacked by a dog.

America was still a few steps behind.

CONNIE CULP, 2008

Cleveland Clinic

That same year, Cleveland Clinic proved it was possible, and got licensed to perform the procedure.

In December 2008, they did so, performing a near-total face transplant on Connie Culp who had been shot in the face by her husband years prior.

The operation took 22 hours. It was the first in the world that also involved bone and nerve reconstruction.

Now 54, Connie can smile, talk, a speak understandably.

JAMES MAKI, 2009

Brigham and Women’s Hospital

James Maki was 59 when he received a partial face transplant, after being electrocuted by railway tracks when he fell in a Boston station in 2005.

His operation took 17 hours.

Now 67, he can make facial expression and eat crunchy food thanks to new dentures.

DALLAS WIENS, 2011

Brigham and Women’s Hospital

Dallas Wiens lost most of his face to burns after his head hit a power line while he painted his church.

His full face transplant took 15 hours, restoring his eyes, nose and mouth.

MITCH HUNTER, 2011

Brigham and Women’s Hospital

Mitch Hunter lost most of his face to an electric shock in a car crash in 2001.

His partial face transplant operation took 14 hours.

He can now feel his entire face, and is speaking better and better.

CHARLA NASH, 2011

Brigham and Women’s Hospital

Charla Nash lost her nose, eyelids, lips and hands in 2009 when she got attacked by a chimpanzee that belonged to a friend.

Her full face transplant took 20 hours.

RICHARD NORRIS, 2012

University of Maryland Medical Center

Richard Norris accidentally shot himself in the face at the age of 22 in 1997.

He lost his nose, cheekbones, lips, teeth and jaw.

His operation lasted 36 hours, and was the most extensive to date.

ANDREW SANDNESS, 2016

Mayo Clinic

Andy Sandness tried to take his own life with a rifle two days before Christmas in 2006. 

He survived, and was put on the path to getting a transplant. 

His operation lasted 56 hours.  

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We just recently got health insurance a few weeks ago. My husband was diagnosed with a double inguinal hernia yesterday and is scheduled for surgery Friday. Our insurance company will not cover the surgery., They said that hernia surgery has a 6 month waiting period and he can not wait another week let alone 6 months. They will only cover it if it is a life or death situation.I could take him back out to the ER, but who's to say that they will say that it is an emergency and do it within 24 hours? I put a call in to the financial aid counselor to see about getting help with the surgery bill, although we are most likely going to be unable to pay big amounts of money. Is there any insurance companies we can sign up for in order to have health insurance and be able to have him get the surgery by Friday? Or is there anything else we can do? We are not eligible for MDCD, already tried that!! Please help with any suggestions.""

Any 17 year olds just got car insurance? (UK)?

Hi, I was wondering if anybody aged 17 has got car insurance recently and would be able to tell me how much they paid. I've been told 3k-4k but when I look on the internet most people are saying 800-2k even if you haven't just got insurance which of the two price ranges is more likely for me? I live in an area where car theft is low and I can keep the car in a garage. I'm a 17 year old male.""

""How do you purchase a car without insurance, and how do you get insuracnce with out a car?""

I left my insurace expire, and noe I need to get insurance, but I don't know what car i'm going to get, so which comes first, the insurance or the car?""

Auto insurance quotes in New Jersey?

Hi, where can I get auto insurance quotes for New Jersey area? I need to compare quotes online and hoping to save some money. Currently I think I'm paying way too much for it.""

Car insurance for 17 year old HELP please!!?

Hi, I'm looking to take car insurance out for a 1.0L Vauxhall Corsa Ecoflex 2006 or a 1.2L Ford KA 2009.I will be the policy holder and the main driver, however my parents will be a named driver.Car won't be driven more than 3000 miles a year and quotes are coming up at 2800++! I have heard some people are able to get it in the 1000s, but how is this possible? I have tried some many providers and I think I'm running out of luck. Plus these are the cheapest cars to insure too! I'm in the West Midlands to, if location has anything to do with it Any suitable answers will be greatly appreciated, thanks""

Monthly motorcycle costs in Florida?

Are there any monthly costs to owning a motorcycle in Florida other than maintanence and the payments on the actual motorcycle that are mandatory? Like will my health insurance go up or anything? I know motorcycle insurance isn't required but I didn't know if like Id have to pay more for liability of others. please only answer if you are a Florida motorcycle owner. Thanks!

Do you need to have car insurance to rent a car?

I used to live in Ohio. Now i live in Florida. I'm trying to plan a trip up to Ohio to see my friends next week. I sold my car here in Florida because i really didn't need it anymore. So of course my car insurance was cancelled after that. Will they let me rent a car without insurance? I know you can buy the rental company's insurance which i will do of course. Thank you in advance.

What to do when i want to get a car and how much is insurance for a 2000 jetta ? how does payments work?

What to do when i want to get a car and how much is insurance for a 2000 jetta ? how does payments work?

Company Car - Insurance - Accident.?

Well, driving home last night from a club with my friends. Almost finished dropping my friends off we go through a puddle, me not knowing how high it really is so I assumed it was only little. Coming out of the puddle, the water was coming up-to the car bonnet (dashboard). So the engine and power, all cut out.. So we have to get out, and push the car to a higher ground. Obviously, the engine has flooded and after a few attempts of jump starting it, didn't work. So I had to ring the break down service to come pick us up. As this is my fathers car (company car), will I have to pay any excess? Considering that I am 19, will the cars insurance be valid? (Meaning, will I be able to drive it again?) Car: BMW 1 Series (118) Advice please?""

DO i NEED TO PROVE MY G.P.A. TO MY AUTO INSURANCE COMPANY BEFORE I RECEIVE THE DISCOUNT?

Has anyone had to show proof of their grades to get this discount. I know one of my friends did not. Do I have to send a transcript? an official one? Will the take my word on it? Which insurance company did you have that did require it?

Should car insurance be made mandatory?

I use public transportation or a bicycle to get to places, and my refusal to purchase car insurance drives the price up for people who drive. This is unfair that I save money and you have to pay.""

Auto insurance and baby seat replacement?

I was in an accident a few months ago and I heard recently that the insurance company of the person at fault has to pay for new baby seats since the seats have served their purpose by protecting the children. Anyone else have experience with this? Can I get the insurance compant to pay for new seats?

How much is insurance in canada for a motorcycle?

how much is the average insurance rate in canada for sports motorcycles? ....per year or per month?

Auto insurance info Help!?

Im 18.yrs old and am planning to get a RED 96 mitsubichi eclipse rs ...i dont know how much the insurance is going to b and am wondering if itll be too much?? also wondering wat is the cheapest auto insurance in michigan?

Dayton Iowa Cheap car insurance quotes zip 50530

Dayton Iowa Cheap car insurance quotes zip 50530

Need alot of work done but no insurance any good dental insurance?

Iam self employed and need my wisdom teeth removed and also need braces but i have no insurance is there a good dental insurance out there so i dont have a huge debt?

How much $ a month would insurance cost me?

I want to get a 93-97 Trans am, or Camaro. I'm a 21 year old male.""

Will it make my car insurance go up?

My brother is not on my car insurance policy. He was pulled over and arrested for DUI and Failure to Maintain Lane. I want to know what kind of affect that will have on my insurance.

Will my parents car insurance go up if they co sign for me?

I have my own car and need car insurance but I need my parents to co sign for me. I'm getting a different insurance company from what my parents have on a different everything. Will them co signing for my insurance affect their insurance with anything? Like will their insurance go up because they co sign for me? Or if I get a ticket or in a wreck will it raise their insurance costs? We live in the USA.

""Im 21years old,male with a mazda miata 2001. My auto insurance to too high. where can I get cheaper insurance?""

Im 21years old,male with a mazda miata 2001. My auto insurance to too high. where can I get cheaper insurance?""

Which car insurance company is cheapest on international licence in uk?

Which car insurance company is cheapest on international licence in uk?

Lying on car insurance...?

what are/or could be any consequences of me lying about my car insurance renewal when i do 26,000miles per year and if i put that i only did 10,000miles my insurance would be alot cheaper it would go from 240p/m to 180p/m!?!?!?!?!? how would the insurers know how many miles i did per year?""

Does anyone knows of a good Health Insurance in Florida?

HMO, PPO or whatever... I need to know asap. The work insurance is horrible!""

""If my aunt crashed my car, will my insurance cover it?""

I live in PA, and I have Progressive as my car insurance. I have full coverage, and I was wondering if they will cover the whole thing if it was her fault? Thanks!""

How much to insure.....?

I am a 16 year old female, and I am close to buying my own car, and my dad will pay for insurance, but of course it has to be reasonable. I am heavily considering a 1999 Mitsubishi Eclipse Spyder. I found a convertable that I can afford, but I would get a hard top if it's more to insure a convertable which I'm sure it is so please let me know about how much it would be to insure that kind of car convertable or not. Thank you so much""

How much does insurance generally cost?

-Health insurance -Car insurance (for a mustang GT, a newer model) -House insurance The house is 2.5 baths, 3 bedrooms and 150,000 dollars. This is for a school project. Seperate answers, please.""

Which is cheaper car insurance in newjersey?

Which is cheaper car insurance in newjersey?

How much does car insurance cost for a 19y/o?

Hey, I just wanted to know what is the avarage cost of car insurance in California( San Diego) for a 19 yearold female and college student""

Will my license get suspended if I don't have insurance?

I had a 6 month policy. It ended the 20th of this month. However my insurance was due the 28 of last month and I wasn't able to pay it. Will my license get suspended if I don't have insurance? I don't drive it, it just sits in the drive way. Am I okay as long as I'm not driving or does it not matter? If it does matter does anyone know anything I can do to keep it from getting suspended? Also does anyone know of any affordable insurance companies? I'm 20 years old, so I know it's gonna be more for me than someone over 25.""

What do I need to add to my auto insurance policy to be considered full coverage.?

I have a car with Calif min. pl and pd. If I were to add a new car what additional coverage and how much would be considered full coverage and satisfy the finance company?

Help on AT&T insurance?

Okay so when I got my upgrade I got the htc one x with insurance . A month later my friend traded me a galaxy nite for my htc one x . And now my galaxy note doesn't want to work will the insurance cover the note?

What cars are good/affordable for first time drivers+ about how much would the insurance be for that car?

im wanting to buy a second hand car but want to know if i can afford all of the costs etc...so i was wondering if i could have any suggestions on good affordable cars, and an estimate on the insurance cost.""

The cost of insurance for multiple super cars?

Alright, so let's say I win a Powerball lottery jackpot, which automatically makes me the happiest man in the world. Well.. I know that's not going to happen, since I have a horrible luck, but let's just imagine. I get a big, luxury house in Beverly Hills with an underground garage. Since I'm a huge car guy, I'm getting all of my dream cars (all brand new). Here is the list (I probably forgot some): Lamborghini Aventador Lamborghini Gallardo Super Trofeo Bugatti Veyron Maserati GranTurismo Mercedes SLS Mercedes C63 AMG Mercedes E63 AMG Mercedes G63 AMG Mercedes SLR (not new, of course) BMW X6 M BMW M3 BMW M6 Audi R8 Audi RS5 Audi RS7 Range Rover HSE 2 Cadillac Escalade Platinum Ferrari California Ferrari 458 Italia Rolls Royce Phantom Coupe Rolls Royce Wraith Bentley Continental GT Bentley Mulsanne Corvette ZR1 Alright, so that's pretty much it. How much would insurance approximately cost? And don't say anything like if you have to ask, you probably can't afford it . Well, no ****, I can't afford it and never will, I'm just curious how much expanses I would have if I was happy.""

How much does insurance cost for a gas station in NH?

If I was to open up a gas station in NH how much would the insurance cost per month or year? Assuming I had an average amount of coverage and was running it as an LLC.

Where can i find cheap/affordable auto insurance?

I need to find cheap auto insurance but I have agoraphobia. Anyone know of any cheap auto insurances that i could get online?

Affordable Dental Insurance? Can it be true?

I recently lost my job. I would like a separate dental insurance plan besides my basic health insurance. I wonder if anyone else is feeling the pain like me. Any suggestions?

What will my insurance company do about my car?

Last night we had server thunderstorms. There was golf-ball sized hail for about five minutes. I was parked on top of the garage. My windows are fine, but there are dents all over my car and my right side-view mirror is broken. My car is still in my mother's name, and the insurance company is State Farm. My parents are on a cruise right now and are supposed to be getting back tomorrow. I also go to UT and out-of-state school. I've heard other people on campus are getting new cars from their companies and others are just getting windows replaced. I haven't talked to anyone yet since the car is not in my name. My car is a 2001 chevy caviler. I don't know any of the details of the insurance policy.""

Full Coverage Insurance for financed vehicles ?

If i get financed for a car, do i have to pay full insurance for that car ? I live in NY. If yes, any idea how much full coverage would be for an 2004 acura tl ?""

What % of my budget should health insurance be?

Me and my bf are trying to figure out if we have enough money to move out on our own. We are full time students. Once we get married we will be making about 26000 a year after tuition and books. We can get an appartment for about 600-700 in our area, no car payments, car insurance will be 150 to cover both of our cars...what i'm not sure about is the health insurance and food costs...does it sound like we have enough to scrape by on our own?""

How much will my car insurance go up after my exhibition of speed (racing) ticket?

He didn't write down a speed or anything on the ticket. I'm 17 and have allstate if that helps.

Dayton Iowa Cheap car insurance quotes zip 50530

Dayton Iowa Cheap car insurance quotes zip 50530

About health insurance?

My job health insurance is to high, I need affordable insurance do anyone one how I can go by getting it""

Coverage of Car Insurance for an Alien?

I am visiting USA and hold Indian Passport & Driving License. If I drive my son's car there in USA, will I be covered by comprehensive Car Insurance Policy taken by him on his car?""

Car Insurance for a 17 year old male...?

I am looking for car insurance as I will (fingers crossed) have passed my test by christmas. I need insurance on a 1997 P Reg 1.4L Renault Megane (which I have learned in, so will be buying off my dad) ... either that or it will be a 1.0L - 1.2L probably M Reg 3 door car, something cheap, small and cheap to run. Most places are either refusing to insure me, or are giving me ridiculous prices of between 3500 - 5000. Also, I am getting quotes as though I already have the full licence, and not provisional. I know people of the same age going to these companies with bigger and newer cars getting insured for 2000. Whats going on? U.K. answerers only please :-) Ta. J. X""

How does health insurance work?

and a family doctor? like if i went to a checkup insurance pays for me what does that mean

What is the best insurance and the cheapest one you think?

What is the best insurance and the cheapest one you think?

Is the new ford mustang a good 16 yr old car?

I'm either preferring that or a Chevy Avalanche. Which would be safer/better performance?

Insurance Question - cash insurance check and pay doctor within 30 days?

I keep receiving these huge checks from my insurance company and have paid the doctors 100% of what I owe - except one - where i sent the check back because of GROSS and large billing error ($21,000 worth). I did not want any liability for the error of this claim, therefore am I liable? Also, when I received the other checks - I paid the doctors within 30 days of receiving the money. Is this legal? Why is the insurance sending me these huge checks to deal with? I have enough on my plate with my own medical issues.""

Is it true it costs 6 thousand a year to add a teenager to your car insurance in michigan?

Is it true it costs 6 thousand a year to add a teenager to your car insurance in michigan?

I was passenger in a car accident. i injured my foot bad. how much should ask for the insurance settlement.?

iv been out of work for 2 weeks, and still cant walk good on my foot. iv paid for perscriptions and co-pays. how much should i ask for from the insurance company.""

What is the best insurance and the cheapest one you think?

What is the best insurance and the cheapest one you think?

Cheap car insurer for young driver?

I am a 19 year old male trying to find a cheaper car insurance quote than 1500. Does anyone know the cheapest car to insure? or a cheap insurer?

""Has anyone heard of this company Affordable Health & Benefits, LLC.?""

I'm looking to get health, dental, and vision insurance. I looked online at a couple sites and found this one. It looks really good but I'm a little worried it might be a scam ...show more""

How to approach a car insurance company to pay damages to my car?

Okay, I was involved in an accident a month ago. I was at the train station attempting to street park, I saw a car parked in the middle of the side walk and a private house driveway, I looked very carefully and no one was in the car, as I was backing up into the parking space I felt the impact on my passenger side back door, I didn't know what it was until I realized the car on the driveway had backed up into my car. The driver stated that he saw me attempting to park when he was walking to his car but he thought I saw him getting into his car, he said he was in a hurry and was late for work and I should have waited for him to get out first (he had a big ego). I never saw anyone in the car. I am the kind of person that I would have waited and then proceed. Meanwhile I only have liability coverage. My insurance company said that he was at fault- they will not pay for his damages $800. His insurance co. wont pay for mine because they said is 50 - 50 faults, my damages are $1,800 door damages estimated by the other driver claim adjuster. I dont have $1,800 to spend in fixing my car. 2005 Nissan Altima. How can I fight the other party insurance co. to pay for my damages?""

Factors that determine the price of insurance?

i would like to know how certain factors determine the price of insurance. 1) how does costs affect the price of insurance 2) how does amount of claims affect the price of insurance 3) how does risk levels affect the price of insurance 4) how does predictability of risk affect the price of insurance 5) how does return from investments affect the price of insurance 6) how does level of interest rates affect the price of insurance 7) how does profit margin affect the price of insurance 8) how does competition affect the price of insurance 9) how does goverment regulation affect the price of insurance

Anyone know of an car insurance company that doesn't require the vehicle to be in your name?

Geico cancelled our policy because our car is in our grandmothers name.Also if she gets a policy, the addys have to all match.Are all insurance companys this strict?the car is about to die soon, so we dont wanna spend more money on transferring the title, but I guess we will if we have to.We are getting another car fixed soon that we will be driving.""

Can I drive with my moms insurance?

Can I drive my moms car with her insurance with her in the car with me. Without being added onto her insurance policy?

I'm studying abroad in China next semester and want to know if I can add my friend to my car insurance?

Since I'm studying abroad, I have to find something to do with my my car. My friend is willing to take the car while I'm gone, but I've had some complications with my insurance. I spoke with my insurance rep, and she strongly discouraged me from adding my friend onto my policy. She said since my name was on title and on the off chance he had an accident, the person involved can go after the insurance as well as my future earnings. It seems really unlikely that someone could get that much money out of the insurance and continue to go after the car owner as well, but I'm concerned. Can I have my friend sign something that will state he will pay me back for the future earnings lost if they pursue me? If so, what kind of form and what needs to be stated? Will it hold up legally? I also thought of selling my friend the car for a dollar so his name would be on the title instead of mine; however, I have a 10 year accident free discount that knocks off over $200 in insurance a year and that would disappear if I ended my coverage. I would have my family take the car while I'm gone, but I don't have family in the area. I feel the best option would be to add my friend to my current coverage and have him sign something that states he will pay me back for future earnings if there is that kind of an accident. He is willing to do both, but I don't have any idea if there is such a form I can have him sign or if I should just type something up? Any advice or suggestions would be much appreciated! Thanks""

How much would auto insurance be around for an 18 year old female?

I'm looking to buy a car but before i do i want to make sure i can afford it with car insurance

Which car insurance have you got the cheapest quote from for a 1.0 car?

my family is looking to buy a new car. My mum would be the main driver...my father the additional driver and me as another additional driver my mum has had her license for 15 years my dad has had it well over 30 years and i just passed a week ago any suggestions for the cheapest car insurance company ive been to gocompare but some sites dont show up any result....well quite alot frankly that i cannot go to each one individually to find a quote

What is the minimum requirements for insurance for a financed vehicle?

I know full coverage is required, but what determines if its full or not? anybody have a breakdown of each of the coverages etc?""

Sued for Auto Accident Above Insurance Limit in NJ?

One year ago my wife was taking our daughter to pre-school turning left out the end of our road in to traffic, this road has a speed limit of 35 mph. Traffic had to stop to let her cross the first lane since it was solid cars, vans and small trucks. As she approached half-way, before getting a good view of oncoming traffic, another car took off the front bumper. Note that the center line is interuppted at the cross-junction. The bumper was torn from the front of the car with damage more evident on the non-impact side of the car than where initially hit, hence my wife had not initiated a turn, just edging forward to see. The radiator was in-tact, but damaged, still mounted to the front of the car. I walked to the site with our other child and took my daughter home; she is fine and I took her to school but still talks of the incident today. My wife stayed at the incident, and was fine (no later issues) keeping real calm and cooperating with police. It took about 2 hrs with police debating which town the incident took place (middle of the road is the divide) and the other driver was concerned about getting home to take a pot off the stove, but seemed medically fine. The driver asked me and the police to drive them home to get the pot off the stove and used my wifes cell phone more than once. They also wanted to drive their car home and leave the scene with a flat tire at one point I presume to attend to the pot. No tickets were issued, no air bags deployed. The other car had a flat front left tire and side damage so the drivers door was stuck shut. Both cars were old, so written off. Over a year later we received a court summons from their attorney and we are being sued for $750,000. Our limit is $100,000 on insurance. The plaintiff is claiming herniated discs and loss of bowel control. We have a 2006 no money down mortgage, so total equity is very much in the red since our home value plummeted. I have no umbrella policy. I am sole income, but was owner of the car my wife was driving. My wife is stay-at-home mom. The remaining $650,000 would be a big problem. Interestingly, we heard that the other driver called our insurance and asked for a >100-fold lower amount of money to just go away! Our insurer recalls this very clearly and did not pay. Questions: Should I invest in an attorney to work with our insurers attorney to cover the $650K over our limit? Do we have any case given the car the other driver may have been in a rush (as all were aware of the pot on the stove), would have settled for far less, and in reported safety tests should avoid an obstacle at 55mph let alone at the speed limit of 35 mph? Their case, as I understand, is to actually prove my wife was negligent, she was just trying to see. Reality and the law are complicated I understand. Our insurer is looking in to the validity of their medical claims. I believe for spinal and neck injuries plaintiffs have to follow careful insurance approved treatment plans in NJ. I know that such a condition may not be permanent with curative surgery possible to release the nerves that may be causing the bowel issue. The plaintiff has claimed the injury as permanent, do they need to prove this? Should we ask experts? The plaintiff lives in our town and their house is on my running route every other day. I have not noted anything at all and plan to stay away from all other parties. Should I change my running route? Thanks for any advice. Our 30 day clock is ticking.""

The best insurance for mommy and baby?

Right now, Im about 5 weeks preggers and I have no insurance and Im not able to find a job since no one is hiring. I just been doing some babysitting jobs while my boyfriend works two jobs for the baby and me. What will be the best insurance for my baby and me? One that covers ultrasounds, doc appoinments and hospital bills? Help me please.""

Which cars/models have the lowest insurance rates?

Which cars/models have the lowest insurance rates?

Car insurance!! :(?

Right...Passed my test.. got myself a lovely corsa sri 1.4 16v But i cant get it bloody insured with a good quote! Best ive found was quinn-direct with 2700 per year.. thats with pass plus? does anyone know some really good car insurance companies that will insure me for that kinda car? baring in mind im only 17 =[ Thankssss.. Any help greatly appreciated!

How do I find health insurance if I have been told we are uninsurable?

I am asking this question for my m-in-law. Retired early, had extensive back surgery, f-in-law has diabetes and possible heart issues. Going to be coming off of COBRA in California, and are looking for health insurance. Aren't there health insurances like Medicaid/Care that cover hard to insure people that are in > 50yr age group?? What if they change their residency from Calif. to Texas?? Does it matter??""

Dayton Iowa Cheap car insurance quotes zip 50530

Dayton Iowa Cheap car insurance quotes zip 50530

Does getting a Health Insurance quote run your credit?

I wanted to know if getting a quote from a health insurance provider (not through a job) runs a credit check? I never actually filled out the application, but I answered some questions to get quotes.""

Car insurance lapse payments?

My car was towed because I had a lapse of payments on my insurance. The cop told me i could get my car back in a day. My question is will i be able to get on a new insurance plan bring it to the DMV and re-register my car? Anymore information on this topic will be great. fyi i live in CT, USA.""

How to convince parents to let me have auto insurance?

I've had my license for a little over three months now. However, I have no insurance, and therefore cannot drive (in California). Their reasoning is that I am an unsafe driver which I disagree with because I quite easily passed my driving test at the DMV and always think before I do anything when I drive. However, they seem firm on their decision... It's a bit frustrating having my license for so long but still being unable to drive. I'm tired of having to always ask friends for a ride or my parents; I just want a taste of independence. Of course, I'm not trying to be too arrogant or stubborn, I've respected my parent's decision, it's just bugging me a bit now haha. I offered to do a six-month plan instead of a year plan since I'm heading off to college in Septemberish. I'm about to turn 18 in a couple weeks also. Does anyone have any advice?""

Life insurance question?

is there a insurance company that deals with people that has had a illness/disability that was before 18 or like started at birth? i forgot the actual word for it.

""I had a car accident,but i don't have insurance.?""

MY CAR AND THE OTHER CAR INVOLVED WERE PARKED IN THE PARKING LOT WHERE WE BOTH WORK WHICH IS PRIVATE PROPERTY.I DON'T KNOW IF THAT MATTERS,BUT I'VE HEARD IT DOES.WE CAME OUT AFTER WORK AND HER CAR WAS INTO MINE,BUT EVERYONE THOUGHT MY CAR ROLLED INTO HERS.THERE ARE NO WITNESSES I DON'T HAVE INSURANCE AND SHE DOES.AM I AT FAULT REGARDLESS?NOONE KNOWS WHAT HAPPENED AND MY CAR WAS IN PARK AND WHEN SHE MOVED HER CAR THE COPS PUSHED AND PUSHED ON MINE AND IT DID NOT BUDGE.AND THERE WAS NOT ANY SIGN OF SOMEONE BUMPING INTO EITHER OF OUR CARS.IT DIDN'T DO MUCH DAMAGE,BUT SHE TOLD ME THE ESTIMATE IS FOR OVER 2,000. THE ONLY THING THAT HAPPENED WAS,IT LEFT HER SIDE MIRROR HANGING AND CRACKED HER WINDSHIELD,BUT SHE ADMITTED THE MIRROR WAS ALREADY BROKEN.HOW DO I KNOW THE DAMAGE THAT WAS EVIDENT WASN'T ALREADY DONE?PLEASE SOMEONE TELL ME DO I HAVE ANY GROUND TO STAND ON IN DEFENSE??BY THE WAY I LIVE IN TENNESSEE!!!""

How do you find car insurance?

Ok heres the situatuion, Am 22 I dont drive yet and i dont have a clue what car i want! Am hoping to pass my test this summer and am willing to spend roughly 750-2000 on a car but i dont want to pay anymore then 500 a year on car insurance. The most irritating thing about this thing is the fact i dont know how i can get a rough quote without having to fill out loads of details etc. Is there any easy way of finding your first car? Am losing my patience really annoyed by the whole process. HELP ME!""

Looking for affordable health insurance in Arizona for my child ONLY?

Kidscare is no longer acccepting applicants and and SCHIP has been discontinued.....All the sites i go to that offer quotes are only for adults and the deductibles are outrageous.... ...show more

What is average cost of insurance for 1st time bike owners in the UK?

I wanted to ask what is the average cost of insurance (per month or per year) for a person who've just passed CBT and plans to own a 125cc motorbike? Thank you :)

Which life insurance companies deny the most claims?

im shopping for life insurrance but I dont know which one to choose. I was going to try globe life because its cheap...but i heard they deny a lot of claims. which is the best company...hopefully one that can send someone to your house to talk to you and doesnt cost a fortune. i live in Chicago...thxs

""For each car you own, you need car insurance for each one, right? How much do they usually charge?""

I don't own a car, so I don't know.""

Life insurance?

Is life insurance mainly to help other people like your wife and kids if you lose your job? My mom started life insurance with us when we were kids and still pays for it. I am 39 and may never get married. Should my mom continue to pay on this policy? I am not real sure what life insurance is for but I don't feel she should continue paying it for me. Please advise me on this.

How much would the cost of my father's car insurance increase if I became a young named driver?

I'm currently 19, approaching 20 and haven't started my lessons yet. It has been arranged that if and when I pass I will be put on as a additional named driver on his insurance. He must have a significant no claims bonus and the car is about 6 years old. The car would not be considered sporty/powerful. I know you can't give me an exact number but if anyone has gone through this how much did your premiums increase by? And/or on a percentage scale how much this would likely increase.""

What's the average insurance premium for first drivers these days?

I'm 18, and im going to buy a car. It's a 2002/2003 car, so not too recent. Im looking for quotes online and the cheapest im getting is about 4500. This is me being the policy holder and not any other family members. Does this sound right? Personally i think it's outrageous... Thanks.""

Insurance price for a 16 year old?

I'm 16 live in Minnesota and i want to get a car maybe around $5000 just wanted to know how much a month it would cost for insurance with and without my parents

How much insurance should i get?

How much insurance should i consider getting?

Prior proof of insurance?

I just got progressive car insurance. They want me to send prior proof of insurance from my old company. Do I just send in my old insurance card?

Insurance for already pregnant women?

Currently 21 weeks with our first baby. My husband and I applied at out local DSS office for Medicaid but was denied. I am a high risk pregnancy and there is no way we can afford these bills... We live in North Carolina. Is there any insurance company that will cover me even though im already pregnant? Any help will be great. Thanks

How much would getting a motorcycle and insurance cost?

I want to get the Suzuki SV650SF ABS and possibly Geico insurance, and I am a female. How much would that roughly cost??? and is Geico a good insurance company? If not, then what are some other good insurance companies and how much would that cost. (oh, and I would be 16 until i get the motorcycle, so it would be first vehicle)""

Sites of the insurance quotes reliable?

http://www.education-house.com/insurance/index.html

Question about auto insurance?

I'm 16 and have my license and my own truck that i am the primary driver on, but i'm also the secondary driver on my dads truck does that make my insurance cost more by being the secondary driver?""

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.....and they frequently climb these trails to harken back to a time before they created the technologies that move them from place to place so smoothly and rapidly. While the European and Asian peoples of the world find pleasure in small doses of “camping” and other simulated hardships, they do not want to actually experience these hardships with any duration - or even be exposed to the people who do. Indeed, doctors and missionaries who travel to the Black areas of the world do so for very short periods of time, likely to clear their conscience of what they know as the truth - that massive poverty and disease define these places, and their European and Asian governments and businesses do nothing to help, when they could easily rectify these issues with even a small percent of their budgets. While some who have made this realization make short and meaningless trips to Black societies, most need not, as overwhelming ignorance of this global disparity exists in the rich societies. Media coverage of Black areas of the world is nearly nonexistent, except for coverage of the occasional change in government or violent uprising. This skewed selection of topics creates a biased impression of Black nations as places of corruption, violence, and instability, thus further terrifying Western and Asian populations of not just Black places - but also Black peoples. Mostly though, people in the rich areas are completely unexposed, completely ignorant. They live their lives with increasingly powerful social networks that allow them to more efficiently exclude peoples for whom they have any distaste or unfamiliarity. If a rare individual possesses compassion or desire to reach out and make positive change in the world, they focus instead on local “poor” populations, despite the fact that these populations have better access to nutrition, medical care, and infrastructure than the people of the Black nations of the world. These distractions and social mechanisms of ignorance create the truth that defines their modern world - white people are entitled to more because of where white people are born, and Black people are entitled to less because of where Black people are born. Considering the strength of the borders that Western and Asian nations have constructed, it is unlikely this dynamic will change - ever. These borders form a strong, varied, and complex network of blockades that can only be described as impenetrable. Just to consider one variant of such borders, a white American can donate $100 to a fund for local childhood obesity or suicide prevention or cocaine addiction (all diseases of excess unique to rich nations) with a few clicks on their internet, but to take a $100 water purifier to Equatorial Guinea in Africa, the flight alone costs $1,700. The overall cost for the trip to deliver this $100 water filter would likely exceed $10,000 after considering lost wages, documentation costs, hotel, rental car, translator, pre-travel vaccinations, prophylactic medication, food, hygiene supplies, trip insurance, and the myriad other costs associated with traveling to Africa. Some have posited that models of other social constructs could be replicated to have an impact in the Black nations of the world. An exclusive organization called Teach for America in the United States promised status, elite connections, and career success to young graduates of its nation’s best universities if they spent two years teaching in low-income communities. Nonetheless, the organization has faded in popularity amongst such young academics, as the bad experiences of those who join has gradually crept out and forewarned others from joining. Also, the overall impact of the organization is questionable, probably because the training and commitment level of these young people is weak at best. Indeed, making a huge difference for children with little training while receiving career success as a reward after only two years, is, well, a story far too good to be true. Possibly the most promising model for potential modification and replication is the model of the U.S. military. In America - a society where violence and weapons are idolized and worshipped by many - young people are gradually exposed to glorified murder in video games, movies, and music. The American military takes advantage of this obsession with violence by portraying its military as a more “honorable” form of violence. Military violence is portrayed as a just, upright self sacrifice that can be difficult - but always improves the world. While killing people within America is seen as a terrible and punishable act, killing Black and Arab people outside America is not only acceptable - it is a sport. Indeed, young Americans practice and practice this sport, through computer simulation and on gun ranges, training their high powered rifles on the silhouettes of targets drawn to resemble the stereotypical body habitus of Arabs or Africans. Unfortunately, this psychological sanitization of murder often misfires, with the occasional American turning on their own countrymen and committing mass murder. The massive success of this model in attracting young Americans and placing them into a life defined by the military should not be overlooked. Could such a model be used to attract young Americans to overseas charitable service? Could providing needed medical care or building roads be made as cool as shooting Muslims or blowing up roads to an American child? If so, the amount of time, funding, and effort necessary to build this model would be sizeable. As a final note, while extremely difficult to locate and study, the few individuals from Western and Asian nations today who make real commitments to develop and aid the Black nations are curious individuals indeed. Usually they come from unstable upbringings, oftentimes suffering from trauma as children that shaped their unique worldview. They oftentimes suffer from mental illness or personality disorders, although it is difficult to determine whether these cognitive disabilities are a result of their personal background or the work they begin early in life, made so difficult by the boundaries their nations have constructed. These few individuals usually suffer financial ruin, and almost always, die prematurely. Christmas: I’ve never been this close to doing it before. It was real bad a few days ago. I had a plan and everything. I was crying a lot. I woke up the following morning and, I just said to myself, “It’s okay James. If you can’t pay a credit card bill, that doesn’t mean you need to put a bullet in your head.” It’s just a combination of things that is more overwhelming than what I’ve faced before. It’s getting my licensing exam score back and seeing that I did much, much, much worse than the diagnostic exams said I was going to do. It’s being completely broke, closer to bankruptcy than ever before. It’s being completely alone, and seeing no one but the students I teach on a weekly basis, even though I don’t really talk to them much. Today is Christmas. I got a card from my dad. It said, “I hope you get some time to rest this Christmas.” He found out yesterday he’s losing his job. I should call him now and stop writing this. I’m sitting in my car outside the ER. I don’t work there much anymore, but I scheduled myself to work Christmas night. It looks very busy. I just called my dad. He didn’t pick up. I called my mom earlier. She must have heard something in my voice. She said, “I hope you’re taking good care of yourself.” I need to go inside now. God, I know you’re up there. And I know you love us. I know you love me. Please help me, please help me with this depression I’m in. I know there are a lot of people who need help more than me. I passed them out in the street when I drove to work tonight. Please help them too. But if you have any help left over when you’re done helping them, please help me with this feeling inside that makes me want to but a bullet through my head. I won’t make it far into 2018 with this feeling God. Please help me. New Year’s Day: Today is the first day of 2018. I worked in the ER last night. The main thing I remember is how this man was begging for a second sandwich bag. Normally we don’t give it to them. I was doing something with the patient, and someone brought him a second bag. I was just astonished at how he ate the sandwich. They are the most disgusting looking sandwiches to me. None of our staff would ever eat them. We just throw the food to them like dog food to dogs. And he furiously opened it up and bit into it in a way I haven’t seen someone eat in a while. He was starving. Earlier in the night I had this woman I was taking to CT. She had been badly beaten with a metal pole about the face and upper body. When I was pushing her stretcher over to the CT scanner, we briefly passed a window and she caught a glimmer of her reflection. She ordered me to go back so she could see her face. When I said no, she started to climb over the rail and get out of bed. Finally, I gave in. I pushed the bed back so she could look at her reflection. She started crying and touching her face, “Oh my god. What have they done to me. Oh my god my face.” I said, “It will heal. It will heal with time.” Today is the first day of 2018. I have a weird feeling that I won’t make it through this year without shooting myself. I applied for two online loans earlier and got denied for both. My debt is so high, I’m paying thousands each month just in debt payments. I think bankruptcy might be my only choice now. My dad thinks I’m coming to see him in February to go hunting and celebrate my great score on the licensing exam. Little does he know I’m coming to tell him that I won’t be doing emergency medicine or surgery, that I have no choice but to file bankruptcy, that he should transfer the deed for the small plot of land he gave me to my brother, and that I won’t be seeing him for a long time. He just lost his job. He now has terminal cancer and heart disease, and lives with a third wife who oppresses him. Thankfully his oldest son has married, had kids, and built a house. He has that. The depression from the financial situation is almost worse than the situation itself. I don’t see any way for me to make my last med school tuition payment this month. I’m a thousand dollars short now, but considering the bills I have coming up in the coming days, I’m actually going to be shorter when the time comes. I want to go so bad. I want to just relieve all this pain so bad. I was on this dating app just to find someone to talk to. I had this one girl I would talk to. As soon as, no, I can’t even discuss it. I’m disgusted. I have no one. This is the first day of 2018. If I had a gun I would have done it already. I know God is up there. But I spent $15,000 to do a medical relief trip to the Caribbean that barely helped anyone. Did Jesus kill himself? Or did this world kill him. Or are they one in the same? I’m going to tell my father that everyone decision to help someone else is a bad decision personally. I’m going to tell my dad, that, when I was 18, and I told him that the undergrad and masters or masters and professional degree that I would get would cost a quarter of a million dollars, and he told me I was wrong and that was ridiculous. He was wrong. And I have the receipts to prove it. The people will recover from losing me. My dad won’t. But it will be just as painful for him to watch me do all the things he doesn’t want me to do while alive. 2018 is my last chance to live. And it won’t take a year. 2018 will determine my life - or death - in the next three months. My prayer is simple, “Let me die God. Please God, this place is too sick. It is a nation of people trying to trick other people. I myself am trying to trick people with my own business schemes, but I must to survive because I have been tricked to the point of death. Let me die, so that I may escape this hell. I do not deserve relief of this pain, I know. But if there is any chance of heaven or just an end to one creature’s pain, it is worth the risk I pursue in taking my own life. Please God of all things, please let things work out that I may kill myself three months from now and suffer no more pain.” — January 19 Unspeakable Why How could He Is this really true? I had a gun to my head There was no hope in sight And now I’m given $32,000 Just like that Boom I still don’t believe it And even though it’s true I feel like I’m too foolish to not lose it all I’ve told myself less than 20% can be used for discretionary The rest of it must go to tuition and debt relief I don’t know what else to say This doesn’t seem real I haven’t felt so safe inside in so long 2017 was hell I literally, killed a piece of myself To help others Going to the island to help like that Spending so much money I didn’t have I almost died Nothing can hurt me physically I am safest in the sea But money. Money almost blew my brains out. And now this. It still doesn’t seem real. I still don’t know how to feel. For the first time in so long, I taught a class, and I just seemed happy to my students. They way they picked up on it and reacted was amazing. We all laughed together. We laughed so much. I praise you Father. I saw no end in sight. I was living to die. Father the wounds are still fresh. And the changes that have taken place in my mind cause me fear. I am not proud of how my dance with death has affected me. I am not proud of how my willful poverty made me tear my flesh from my bones. Yet you, You smiled upon me. You had mercy. In whatever dose I may, I will also show your mercy to the world. You love the people of Africa. May I show your love to them. Lord, I must tell you. If this doesn’t work out, I don’t hold it against you. If this is really a mirage, and all this money disappears, it’s okay. I never expected you to save me like this. I still don’t trust it to be true. I can’t. My mind has accepted death now. My life I had given away. Now, you take it back. And you do with it what you wish father. Take my life and do as you wish Father. Because I love you.

Mother-of-two's leg, hip and buttock were devoured after she was pricked by a ROSEBUSH

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Mother-of-two's leg, hip and buttock were devoured after she was pricked by a ROSEBUSH

A mom-of-two practically died after a flesh-ingesting bug ate absent at her leg, hip and buttock just after she pricked herself on a rosebush.

Julie Broude, 43, who is a eager gardener, was placing up lights in her back garden when she is imagined to have been pricked on the hip by one of her vegetation final November.

Times later, Mrs Broude, from Boston, commenced to fell unwell and was rushed to A&E prior to a helicopter flew her to Yale New Haven Hospital where she was put into a 7 days-prolonged coma and underwent emergency operation.

Mrs Broude was identified with the flesh-feeding on infection necrotising fasciitis (NF) and remained in clinic for additional than two months even though she endured 7 surgical procedures to cut out lifeless flesh left guiding by the an infection.

Immediately after medical professionals advised her husband Herbert Rosenfeld, 53, that the microorganisms at the rear of her NF is lethal in 97 per cent of conditions, Mrs Broude defied the odds to survive and, 10 months on, is understanding to walk once more at household.

Mom-of-two Julie Broude (pictured with her daughter Camryn Rosenfeld, 12) nearly died immediately after a flesh-having bug ate absent at her leg, hip and buttock following she pricked herself on a bush

Mrs Broude was identified with the flesh-having an infection necrotising fasciitis in medical center the place she stayed for two months and endured seven surgeries to minimize away the dead flesh. Her leg, which was going to be amputated, is pictured when therapeutic immediately after the operations 

Mrs Broude was put into a coma though the flesh-ingesting bug ate away at a huge area of her leg. Doctors advised her husband Herbert Rosenfeld she would not likely make it via the night time

Soon after defying doctors’ expectations to endure, surgeons ended up certain Mrs Broude’s leg would have to be amputated.

Yet Mrs Broude pulled by at the time once again and now has a enormous scar down her leg, as very well as lacking a component of her correct buttock and hip. 

She said: ‘Luckily I was in a coma through the time I virtually died. My husband and mom and dad had to go through that, just about every day was touch and go.

‘I wasn’t awake for any of that so I did not have any person expressing “you happen to be likely to die”. That was all on my household. It was devastating. 

‘People definitely really don’t survive this so I am deemed pretty, incredibly fortunate.’ 

Physicians had been unsure what was creating Mrs Broude’s excruciating soreness until finally her leg turned purple. She endured surgical procedure ‘day following working day right after day’ till all of the microbes was taken out

NECROTIZING FASCIITIS: THE VICIOUS FLESH-Eating Germs

Necrotizing fasciitis, a lot more commonly recognised as ‘flesh-having disease’, is a exceptional but really vicious bacterial an infection. ‘Necrotizing’ refers to one thing that triggers human body tissue to die, and the an infection can wipe out skin, muscle groups and body fat.

The ailment develops when the microbes enters the human body, generally through a minor cut or scrape. As the germs multiply, they release contaminants that eliminate tissue and slice off blood move to the area.

Mainly because it is so virulent, the germs spreads speedily all over the physique.

Signs include things like smaller, crimson lumps or bumps on the skin, quickly-spreading bruising, perspiring, chills, fever and nausea. Organ failure and shock are also prevalent difficulties.

Sufferers need to be addressed quickly to stop loss of life, and are generally provided strong antibiotics and surgical treatment to clear away dead tissue. Amputation can grow to be required if the disorder spreads via an arm or leg.

Sufferers may possibly bear skin grafts right after the an infection has cleared up, to support the healing course of action or for aesthetic good reasons.

There are 500 to 1,500 instances reported a 12 months, but 20 to 25 p.c of victims die.

Mrs Broude credits a regime blood take a look at she had the 7 days prior to she grew to become unwell for saving her existence.

She reported: ‘The nurse identified as me the future working day and reported my white blood cells had been very very low. 

‘She explained “if you get ill you require to go to the emergency place due to the fact you don’t have numerous white blood cells”. Which is what saved me seriously.’  

‘Normally people today who are balanced can struggle it. We are all uncovered to it due to the fact we all go outdoors. It is extremely unusual that it enters the system and attacks.  

Mrs Broude was taken to healthcare facility two times following Thanksgiving wherever she went into ‘animal mode’, screaming in excruciating soreness.

She said: ‘I started to get ill on the Thursday, which was Thanksgiving, but at that place my leg did not hurt at all.

‘By Saturday morning the leg suffering started off so I identified as the health practitioner and my partner took me to the ER at Greenwich Clinic in Connecticut. I will not try to remember that trip.

‘I had excessive thirst and was crying for water. They say I went into “animal manner”.’

Just after 5 hours on incredibly substantial doses of painkillers, medical doctors had been clueless as to what was improper until Mrs Broude’s suitable leg turned purple and she was rushed to surgical procedure.

She reported: ‘Necrotising fasciitis is pretty difficult to diagnose since it can be so exceptional and men and women really don’t feel of it. 

‘After five hrs the physicians figured out what was incorrect. My partner claimed they just screamed “oh s***” and whisked me away.

‘They did a CAT scan which showed a fuel bubble from my hip down to my ankles. When the microbes eats the flesh it leaves driving a fuel bubble owing to the toxins it releases. 

‘I was rushed to surgical procedures before currently being helicoptered to Yale New Haven Clinic intensive care. They told my spouse that night time the prospects were being I wasn’t heading to make it.’

Mrs Broude’s wounds experienced to be saved open until only black tissue was left guiding. She had to have pores and skin grafts to fill in the holes in her leg soon after significant quantities of tissue ended up eradicated

Mrs Broude expended three months in Yale New Haven Clinic in which surgeons minimize away the dead tissue from her ideal leg and gave her a superior dose of antibiotics.

She said: ‘I spent about 3 weeks in intensive care and they saved my existence.

‘I also turned septic because it received into my blood. I was in an induced coma for over a week when my organs started off to are unsuccessful. 

‘I had surgical procedure working day right after day following day right until last but not least all of it was cut out. 

‘They really explained to my partner they ended up taking me to amputate my leg.

‘The key reduction was in my hip and my buttock so there wasn’t likely to be enough structure remaining to help it. They wheeled me absent to amputate but then, by some wonder, they did not have to.’

At the time household, Mrs Broude experienced to understand how to stroll all over again, which prompted her to enter a deep depression. The ordeal has also been tough for her children Ethan Rosenfeld, 9, and Camryn, who would look at her mother when she was in hospital and burst into tears

By the end of 2017, Mrs Broude was secure adequate to be transferred to Massachusetts General Medical center in Boston, where she was reunited with her children, Camryn, 9, and Ethan, 11. She was provided pores and skin grafts to patch up the holes left by surgical procedure.

She explained: ‘After a couple of weeks they transferred me to Boston where my spouse and children is. It was at Massachusetts Normal that I experienced a several a lot more surgeries.

‘They had to keep the wounds open up until finally the bug stopped consuming and left that black tissue driving.

‘Once all the brown useless things was absent they could sew me up, but that remaining the big wound which was grafted. I was there a further thirty day period and a fifty percent though the wounds healed.

‘My ideal buttock is very considerably gone so I am going to have a lot more surgery to attempt and repair that but which is additional cosmetic now.’

Following pretty much dropping her proper leg and staying mattress-sure for more than three months, Mrs Broude had to master to wander once more and, 9 months afterwards, she has just stopped using a walking adhere. 

She reported: ‘The most difficult component [was] coming dwelling and recovering. I went into a deep melancholy. It truly is been the hardest matter in my lifetime. I’m using substantial doses of [the opioid painkiller] Oxycodone every single working day and anti-depressants.

‘I could only shower each and every 3rd day and that would tire me out totally. I went down to 80-a thing lbs . when I’m normally 100lbs simply because I couldn’t take in.

‘It was a thirty day period before I was even ready to depart the bed.’

Virtually 10 months on from the ordeal, Mrs Broude has been capable to return to get the job done. 

Julie claimed: ‘At the starting of this summer season I gradually started off to feel better and go to physical treatment.

‘I considered I could by no means walk yet again but progressively I was strolling with a walker, then a cane and now nothing at all. I’m again at perform and strolling around with a slight limp that most individuals don’t notice. All the things is now healed and medically ok.

‘The children noticed a great deal. They failed to know I was in a coma in intensive treatment – we shielded them from that. They had been just advised “mummy’s really ill and is in medical center”.

‘But when I arrived to Boston it was really difficult for my daughter – she’d see me and cry. My son keeps his feelings below his sleeve. They both of those experienced so substantially assistance from school. That manufactured these a diverse.

She extra: ‘In that exact time interval, in excess of the earlier 18 months, my spouse experienced a brain tumour and two coronary heart assaults.

‘When this occurred to me, he’d presently had a coronary heart assault and a benign mind tumour so my inadequate children have been by way of a whole lot, but at the very same time they have seen us endure it all.’

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