Posted on October 26th, 2018
On 12 January, 2018, I had just moved into my new apartment with the help of good friends. After they left, I had just taken a shower. As I entered my new bedroom, I fell flat on my face.
The next thing I knew, I half woke up, and could not move. I was delirious and thought someone had kidnapped me, and were waiting for me to die so they could get my fortune, although I had none. I called for help, and no one heard me.
To make a long story short, I laid there like that for 60 hours. Then a friend came to my window. She called 911, and I was in the hospital for 4 days in ICU. Nobody there told me I had sepsis. I found out after when a nurse in rehab told me I had sepsis from a bladder infection. (Sepsis and Urinary Tract Infections)
I could not walk, so they sent me to a rehab where I stayed for 5 weeks learning how to walk again. It has now been 7 months, and the recovery is brutal. Severe fatigue, severe depression, PTSD and difficulty walking.
Sometimes I feel like I am dying.
I keep fighting. I give thanks I did not lose any limbs, all my organs are working fine.
To all my friends in sepsis recovery, keep up the good fight. It will get better!!