So I guess you could say I had an "eventful" weekend. It all started on Wednesday actually....while I was at work. I started feeling kind of tired and cold. I wont go into ALOT of detail but what was happening didnt go away....it just got worse actually. I decided if I still felt the same when I woke up I was not going to work....well I didnt sleep AT ALL on Wednesday night and so I stayed home on Thursday. I told them I was fighting something so I would not be in. At about 10 am I got off the couch, where I had decided to sleep for the night, went to the bathroom and went to go back to the couch....well when I got to the step in our entry way, I felt VERY dizzy....I sat down on the step and the the next thing I knew I was waking up sprawled out on the floor. I had NEVER fainted before so I was rather confused, I felt normal so I got up and went to the couch. I slept for a while and then my mom called to check on me. She asked me if I needed anything and I asked her to bring some things home at her lunch....she said she would send them with my cousin cause she was unable to come home at lunch. I decided I could deal with that. Well I slept again until my cousin arrived to bring me food and....supplies....but when I got up to let her in, I felt dizzy again. My eyes were all starry so I held on to the wall hoping it would go away. I opened the door but couldnt really see her.....I heard her tell me what the bags were and she made a joke about something in the bag....the next thing I know, I am waking up on the floor seeing her run past me telling me not to move. She was on the phone with the fire department but I couldnt figure out why she was freaking out! I was FINE! haha (or at least I thought I was). My aunt came in and kept asking my cousin where my phone was. "why are they talking about me like I am not here?!?!" and "what are they freaking out about!!! I am sleeping! I'm tired!" were the only things going hrough my mind. Finally my cousin decided to clue me in and told me that I had fainted and hit my head, and not to move, that 911 was on the way. "oh great!" I thought! "this day couldnt get any worse!!!" Talk about speaking too soon! The fire department came, checked me out, and asked me how I felt. I honestly felt 100% normal, just tired. They had me sign the refusal for ambulance(because I was not about to go to the hospital!) and then they left, telling me I looked normal but I should probably go get checked out. "gee thanks guys!" I kept telling my cousin there was no need but she wouldnt believe me. She called my mom and told her...she came straight home! With no questions, she told me to change my clothes and get in the car, we were going to urgent care. I started feeling dizzy again, so with some help i got ready to go. On the way out to the car I told my mom stop.....next thing I knew I was waking up ON THE GROUND! ok seriously, this fainting thing was getting old! Long story short, we got the urgent care and they made me take an ambulance to the ER! gosh people I am FINE! haha why was nobody listening to me? Maybe it was because I looked like a ghost....or maybe because I couldnt stand up for more than 5 seconds before feeling like the world was falling! hmm maybe. When we got to the ER, they put me in a room and told me to sit tight. My mom made some phone calls and had bishop stock and kevin(his son) come to give me a blessing. The blessing said the doctors would know what to do and my body would respond well to whatever they did. Well that's all I had to hold onto while they hooked me to all the monitors and tubes. Well after 7 hours in the ER, they sent me up to a room telling me that my hemoglobin(blood) level was at an 8.3 and that a normal LOW was 12. hmm scary right? They put me on some sort of hormone through IV to balance everything out.....a doctor came in and told me that if that didnt work they would have to do a blood transfusion and if it still didnt slow down, they would have to do a proceedure called a D and C. Well the night went by with no sleep....lots of blood work and vital checks all to get to the conclusion that I could not get away from a blood tranfusion. K all I knew about that was that my mom had to have 3 of them when she was in the hospital! um SCARY! They ended up having to give me 2 liters of blood just to find that things were not progressing....sad. On Friday afternoon they informed me I would be going into surgey, they didnt know when but if I was gonna have anyone from my church come they better come fast. My two wonderful brother in laws got there just as they were taking me to pre-op and were able to give me a blessing. It was very comforting to have a little more hope to hold on to. The blessing said I would get through the surgery fine and would have no lasting memories of it. Well....let's hope they were right :) Everything went well with the surgey and I slept a little better that night. I was not allowed to eat anything the WHOLE time I had been there but after the surgery they finally gave me ICE CHIPS...wow ice had never tasted so good! haha. They let me have "clear liquids" throughout the night and then actually let me have food on Saturday morning. They told me that if I could walk without feeling dizzy and eat without feeling sick I could go home! WOW what a relief! I would finally get the dang IV out of my hand and get to lay in my OWN bed! YES! A light at the end of the tunnel! I did fine, got my discharge info(along with three new persriptions) and a wheelchair ride down to the car.
So we took a trip to San Diego for the weekend the alst weekend of September. Well when I was talking to my sister about it on the way there she made a very simple request....."take a picture of Shamu to show Macie! she loves whales!" alright I thought, this would be simple....well let me tell you how hard it is to get a simple.....good picture of shamu! We went down right before the show to the tank below to try and get a good picture....looks good right???-------------->
