Sunday, February 19, 2012

The garage scene was one scary moment...

Before I had my surgery and I could tell things were getting bad again (another bleed), I had gone out for the day and had to pull over since my vision getting going out on me. But, I decided I wanted to get home and not have to ask somebody to come get me again!!!! I was about 5 miles from home and I drove one block at a time, pulled over and had to rest. I was determined to make it.
I use to take this drive home for granted, but not anymore.
I stopped and I stopped and went another block and stopped again.
Finally , I made it home.
My husband was home and I then told him how scared I was. We faced each other as we slowly walked into the house, holding me firmly so I would not fall and for reassurance.
Then, it was time to call the ambulance....

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