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Sultana · 12-16-2006, 09:57 AM

I can hardly believe it. It doesn't seem real.

Last Tuesday, my sister was taken by ambulance to the local emergency room, with horrifying stomach pains. She had had the same pains on the previous Saturday. She nearly called 911 then too, but didn't, as she's dead broke and was afraid of incurring medical bills for yet another, "We still don't know what's wrong with you, here's some vicodin." episode.

It was extraordinary luck that I managed to get the call that she had been taken away, within 30 minutes of it happening. Normally on Tuesdays I take a yoga class instead of lunch. But I forgot my workout clothes. I don't usually go to a point in the building where I get cell phone reception, but as I hadn't brought lunch, I had to buy it. I don't usually bring my cell with me, but by chance that day, I did. I was the only one able to be with her.

Turns out she had a tubal pregancy. Turns out that it had ruptured her tube three days prior (she had only 1.5 weeks before discovered she was pregnant. Condom failed). She had internal bleeding, the works.

The staff at the hospital were very positive, and kind--and intense. They did not mention until later that this was quite an extreme case, and that apparantly, death in this circumstance would not have come as a surprise. Pretty much found that out yesterday when she checked out, and the "downstairs staff" was very surprised and happy to see her. To the point of tears.

I'm still in a bit of shock. I think that's what makes me so good in emergency situations, I can detach and function, it takes a long while for things to really hit me.

My sister is a single mother of three young boys, whom my mother, hubby, and I are helping her to raise. I love her so much. We are nothing alike. We used to fight like cats and dogs until she had her first son. Then fighting was just a waste of time, and we became dear friends.

I'm so grateful she's still here.

12-16-2006, 09:57 AM	#1 (permalink)
Sultana Falling Angel Location: L.A. L.A. land	I almost lost my sister I can hardly believe it. It doesn't seem real. Last Tuesday, my sister was taken by ambulance to the local emergency room, with horrifying stomach pains. She had had the same pains on the previous Saturday. She nearly called 911 then too, but didn't, as she's dead broke and was afraid of incurring medical bills for yet another, "We still don't know what's wrong with you, here's some vicodin." episode. It was extraordinary luck that I managed to get the call that she had been taken away, within 30 minutes of it happening. Normally on Tuesdays I take a yoga class instead of lunch. But I forgot my workout clothes. I don't usually go to a point in the building where I get cell phone reception, but as I hadn't brought lunch, I had to buy it. I don't usually bring my cell with me, but by chance that day, I did. I was the only one able to be with her. Turns out she had a tubal pregancy. Turns out that it had ruptured her tube three days prior (she had only 1.5 weeks before discovered she was pregnant. Condom failed). She had internal bleeding, the works. The staff at the hospital were very positive, and kind--and intense. They did not mention until later that this was quite an extreme case, and that apparantly, death in this circumstance would not have come as a surprise. Pretty much found that out yesterday when she checked out, and the "downstairs staff" was very surprised and happy to see her. To the point of tears. I'm still in a bit of shock. I think that's what makes me so good in emergency situations, I can detach and function, it takes a long while for things to really hit me. My sister is a single mother of three young boys, whom my mother, hubby, and I are helping her to raise. I love her so much. We are nothing alike. We used to fight like cats and dogs until she had her first son. Then fighting was just a waste of time, and we became dear friends. I'm so grateful she's still here. __________________ "Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come." - Matt Groening My goal? To fulfill my potential.