Kronically Kayt

At about 8.00pm this day last year having had a procedure on my kidney I began to cough in recovery, when I did so I would pee a little which isn’t something that happens me normally. At about 8.30 I realised though I could feel my leg I couldn’t move it at all. I honestly didn’t think to much about cause my body is odd but thankfully Dave told a nurse who called for a doctor . By the time he arrived I could no longer move my arm an ambulance was called and took 2 hours to a rrive. I remember that ambulance ride, the driver was going so fast that every time her had to hit the breaks I felt as it my brain would pop out the top of my skull. I was brought straight to resus. My blood pressure was through the roof and my oxygen level was ridiculously low. I don’t remember much after about that night that just faces I didn’t know moving over me, being lifted into various machines, not being able to breathe, Dave talking to me. I remember hearing them tell him they could only give me the clot

Almost a year on from my brain pan squishness.  Almost every night before I go to sleep little things come to me and honestly make me cry.  Here are some of those things over the last couple of weeks.  waking up that first morning confused as to where I was and why I couldn’t move. Daves scared face looking at me in the ambulance as I was blue lighted to the Mater Hospital. My family’s faces looking pale, tired and terrified the first time they saw me. Staring at the ceiling the first day when my family and Dave were gone and saying over and over, “this is not happening” Not being able to breath and coughing up blood (hospital acquired pneumonia from the surgery) People lifting my right arm and dropping it over and over as I couldn’t hold it up but it hurt so much every time it landed Being so thirsty while waiting on an MRI Left alone for 45 mins and being two feet from the cooler, may as well have been in space. Being held down while they preformed a