Phyllis Brannagan

Survivor

Posted on April 5th, 2019

Back story, I’ve had two brain surgeries in the past two years so, I’m used to not feeling great. In the middle of October 2018, I was feeling really crappy. I stayed in bed but later my daughter asked what I wanted for dinner. I said I’m just going to have tea, I cannot keep anything down. That started it. I was vomiting and diarrhea I don’t know how long but I said I’m sorry but I can’t get up anymore. That’s the last thing I remember.

I woke up in the hospital, a few days later, I was so dehydrated, my kidneys shut down and they were doing dialysis. I didn’t remember anything except they were shoving a tube down my throat. There was some kind of tap looking thing on my arm and I was hooked up to lots of stuff. I kept asking what happened? I still can’t remember anything which freaks me out. So it turns out my daughter called for an ambulance and the police came, I was NAKED. I’m still mortified. The police asked how long I was like that, she told them one day but they didn’t believe her. They also thought I had dementia because I was thrashing about and refused covering. I’m 64 and my daughter thought I was dead in my bed. I would not wish that on my worst enemy.

When I was hospitalized they tested me for many things.  They diagnosed sepsis and they narrowed the cause down to a kidney infection.  It really happened so fast.  One day I was feeling rather ill the next day I was unconscious.  The hospital staff seemed genuinely surprised that I was still alive. They started me on IV of antibiotics.  And I learned they had put me on dialysis when I could understand.  It was the most frightening thing that has ever happened to me.  I really haven’t fully recovered but I’m getting better every day.