So, the last couple of days have been pretty crazy.
I go into work, end up with severe shortness of breath and nausea. Get taken to the hospital in an ambulance, turns out I have a pulmunary embolism! That’s right, blood clots in my lungs. I’ve been here for 3 days now, I might get to go home if I can administer my own blood thinner, via needle… ugh!
I’m freaking myself out, but I want to go home so I’m going to try it.
I’ve had a lot of time to think about things while I’ve been here. Mainly about how I take care of myself. I don’t really. I’m now diabetic, not fun. among lots of other things that I have wrong with me. It basically cemented my decision to make a very big change in my life. I want to lead a normal life, I want a family, I want a future, and it’s up to me to make sure that happens.
It’s not going to be easy. but I think it needs to be done. I’m 30 years old. I’ve got to start living my life right.