On June 23rd, 2017, I fell at the family cottage and broke my ribs. After several weeks of shallow breathing, combined with my pre-existing breathing disorder (central sleep apnea), this caused me to have carbon dioxide poisoning.
In the ambulance on route to the hospital, this perfect storm of trauma led to respiratory failure on July 13, 2017. In order to stabilize me, I was placed in a medically-induced coma for nearly two days. What followed was a long period of recovery in the ICU lasting forty-two days.
This past year has been an incredible journey of physical and emotional healing. The impact of having returned from the brink of death resulted in tremendous personal growth and fearless vulnerability. It sounds dramatic and it was.
Upon awakening from my coma, I was guided by an unwavering strength mixed with an instinctive, optimistic attitude — an urgency to open my heart and come clean with feelings I had been reluctant to share. For example, I admitted to my husband and son just how unwell I felt prior to the event.
This new attitude allowed me to switch off my mind and lead with my heart and soul. I’m referring to the life-force — an all-knowing, intangible or undefined energy. My entrenched feelings of not valuing myself or old patterns of behaviour like worrying about unfounded fears became dormant. Intuitively my heart trusted this energy, which opened me up to unlimited possibilities and anchored me safely in the moment.
The people that supported me on this journey to recovery were both known to me (my family and friends) and unknown to me (the ICU staff of the Northumberland Hills Hospital and Kingston General Hospital). Sometimes it’s easier to be vulnerable with strangers than those that you love. By opening my heart to my care-givers, I made my emotional needs known and focused not on the medical procedures, the “hurry up and wait” scenarios, or the many routine tasks that were repeatedly performed on me. Instead, I put my energy into being non-resistant, trusting, and proactive in my own care.
I was discharged from the hospital on August 24th, 2017. Since that time, I have taken responsibility for my physical and emotional health and by doing so I have become much more action-oriented towards the well-defined goals that are truly important to me.
On July 13th, 2018, exactly one year later, I posted my first blog. This is my way of giving back to myself and others after having survived a perfect storm.