START Part 1- The first day of the rest of my life.

So I'm ready to try and explain it now....

I will be posting blogs if anyone wants to read....This is not made up or taken out of context in any way. Some of the info might not be exactly the right info. At times I was not completely coherent, the other details will be what I was told or have read. I feel that this is my only way to get away from the emotions out, I have because of the Coma. 

Thanks for reading or the lack of reading...

It all started out two weeks prior to this day Feb 2nd, 2008 I had been sick. Some of you know that normally its not a big deal because I'm Always sick, but this wouldn't go away. A week later I drove myself to the ER. when I got there they said they were going to get an Influenza test.

Influenza- commonly called "the flu," is an illness caused by viruses that infect the respiratory tract. <---- Compared with most other viral respiratory infections, such as the common cold, influenza (flu) infection often causes a more severe illness with a mortality rate (death rate) of about 0.1% of people who are infected with the virus.

So they did the test and I had Influenza, but my symptoms were not matching what Influenza symptoms were. They gave me antibiotics and some pain medication and sent me on my way. I told them my chest was hurting and I was having a hard time breathing. they told me I was fine and I was just feeling the pain of normal pregnancy with the baby pushing on my ribs. I agreed but this did not settle well with me, I knew something was wrong.
As the week went by I was so sick I couldn't move, I laid in bed for two days getting sicker and sicker and the antibiotics weren't working. I started not being able to hold down my food or even water. I told my doctor and he said maybe I was just having morning sickness again. At this point, I was so sick I just slept and didn't do anything I remember telling close friends "I feel so sick, I feel like I'm dying", well little did I know at that point I slowly was.

Friday the 2nd My doctor and I agreed that I would be induced after much crazy screaming and crazy behavior telling him I would die if he didn't. About 5 hours after that I was in labor, This was one of the happiest days of my life. I'm going to finally have my son and be able to provide for us and go home and everything would be fine.....
It took me about 9 hours to have Sage. I was on oxygen at this point. When I had Sage, him and I both had temps, the doctors and nurses watched us a bit and Sage seemed to be fine.

About 12 hours after having Sage I asked a nurse to come in a please take him because I was so tired. She insisted on me keeping him in my room, Telling me everything was fine. She then did her stats on me and they were not good. I still had a temp, and when she tried to get me up to go to the bathroom I almost fell down. She then said, she was taking Sage away to make sure I got more rest. At that point I was told I was going to be held until that following Monday.

I went to sleep and woke up puking and spitting up reddish, brownish chunks of mucus. I kept asking what was wrong, the nurses told me everything was fine.
All I remember at this point was, they put me in a room across from the nurses station and wheeled me down for an X-ray. I remember them having to hold me up. When I got back to the room they told me I had strep pneumonia.

strep pneumonia- will spread into other parts of the body and cause diseases, including (sinus infections) and pneumonia (lung infections). <--S. pneumoniae can sometimes get into places in the body that are normally sterile (free of bacteria) including the blood, causing bacteremia. When pneumococci get into these sterile places in the body, it is called "invasive" disease. Invasive pneumococcal infections can result in serious complications or death.

In fact I had Bilateral (meaning both lungs) were covered with it....The Doctor told me they were taking me to the ICU, I didn't think anything of it at this point because I was already at 80% Oxygen and wasn't thinking clearly. (Oddly enough I called everyone and told them I was going to the ICU, I don't remember this, but this is how most found out) So I was rushed up to the ICU on oxygen. I vaguely remember them yelling and screaming and telling me to keep the mask on, I kept thinking in my head, "Whats wrong with these people, I'm okay I'm fine, I'll just get up and walk away and go home right now." Well stubborn me kept trying to take the mask off and go home, so they eventually poked me a couple times and I was gone....unconscious.