This is kinda hard to type with slow reflexes but my strength is slowly improving everyday. So bear with me.
So the morning of my surgery we woke up bright and early to get to intermountain Medical Center I was terrified yet calm at the same time too. There were a ton of people in the waiting area to go to your pre op room. it seemed like it was taking FOREVER! and there was this poor lady coughing to death the entire time. We got back and eventually got to my or room. Me and Chris wanted to talk to my surgeon but for some reason had to say goodbye tearing up and feeling a pit it my stomach. Then they brought me back to the room so we both talk to my surgeon. Then our goodbyes again. I told my anesthesiologist to write down the funny things I say right before I go out. (i don't think he did LOL). Then things changed....
I almost died.
My surgeon was worried.
And the next few days I was in and out of consciousness.
I would fade in hearing my daughters say "mommy!" they were not there.
I felt like I was in a different world. A world where u could hear or imagine anything.
I felt a touch on my leg.
A whisper, " crystal! "
Music playing.
I would awake wondering why my arms were bound and I couldn't move or talk. I tried to write but scribbles just came out. So I would tap the side of my bed confused and in a new world that felt like the only thing keeping me here were the ties that held me to my bed. Slowly I was taken out of sedation my breathing tube was takin out.
I was awake.
And I still didn't know what had happened. Did something go wrong? The next few days things got clearer and clearer.
I awoke and my body function does not work. I could not move my arms I could move my legs. Just cement. My throat hurt my whole entire body hurt. I had cords and drains and wires coming from everywhere. My throat.....oh still one more tub down my nose.
Chris...? What's going on.?
Um crystal...... (silence)....
You lost your kidney.
