Changes and - My First brush with death

Well some time  back I told you all that I just felt it was time for a change.  I loved the people that I worked for, and the stuff that I was doing was okay..but honestly I felt like I was loosing my mind.  I was the only "employee" of this business.  I worked in an office with the two man owners.  Most of the time it was just me by myself.   I would bring my ipod, but that only helped some.  I was lonely.  Really lonely.

Loneliness was only one of the problems. Another problem was that I couldn't concentrate on my job, I felt like it was taking me longer to get my job done, and I always felt like I was going to climb the walls.  I know that sounds crazy but I honestly felt like I was going to come out of my skin.  So I decided to make a change.  On June 25th I gave my notice.  My last day would be July 29. 

I started CNA school on August 1st.  This is my first step to becoming a RN!  I never really thought about nursing before, but I just felt that this is where I am supposed to be!  People that don't believe in God will not understand that feeling, but I think that God put me in the position to save my life.

My first day of school was August 1st, and my prerequisite classes started August 24th..the same day the CNA classes ended.   I was so excited to be doing this!  My plan was (is) to get my CNA and work at a hospital or nursing home on the weekend shift so that I can go to school during the week. So for at least a month or two I would be unemployed.  Wes has a good job, if we tightened our belts a little we would be able to adjust to loosing my paycheck.

The first step was t sale my car.  My 2007 Honda Civic..the one with the leather seats, GPS, sun roof and the dark tinted windows...Oh how I loved that car.  But the payment had to go.  So now I have a Chrysler Serris that is paid for..we call it Squeaker because it squeaks so much.  We also call it "The Sacrifice".  We can sacrifice the car, for the lack of income and be okay for a while. 

Anyway I started my class on August 1st, with the hopes to be back at work by sometime in September.  Classes were great but I had not felt well all week.  I still had that sick feeling all the time.  Just marked it up to menstrual issues and went on to school.  On Thursday I felt really bad, I had a headache and I was trying to fight it off with caffeine and advil.  After lunch on Thursday my teacher, Mrs. Mitchem, decided to demonstrate how to do blood pressure...and for some reason she choose me.  Keep in mind I had been sucking down caffeine all day.  She looked at me really funny and said "Do you have high blood pressure" 
No.
"I think you do, you should have this looked at  its 160/110"

I decided that with all the caffeine, I should just throw out the Mt. Dew I was drinking and have it rechecked the next day

I felt even worse on Friday.  My head was about to split and I felt like I was getting sick.  I was struggling to just sit in class.  Finally when class ended I asked her again to check my blood pressure, just to see if it was lower than the day before.

212/116

I went straight to the Dr.  the not feeling well was me about to have a stroke!!!

I didn't even have to wait at the Dr.'s office,  I signed in, told them my bp and asked to use the restroom.  Before I could pee the nurse was knocking on the door "Kelly are you in there?"  "Are you ok" 

They took me to a room, and gave me some meds, took my bp again and sat with me until it dropped.

The Dr. came in to tell me that the trouble I was having breathing, the spams in my lip...all that was me about to have a stroke.

I'm 36 years old.
I've never smoked a day in my life
I don't drink
I don't do drugs
I'm over weight..but I'm not obese.

I couldn't believe it.  He gave me some meds to help but that wasn't enough.  On Monday when I left school, I had to pick up a second med to get it lower. 

Do you want to know the scariest part???  That was the first week that I didn't work.  Both of my bosses were on vacation that week.  I would have been at the office alone, I would not have left because I felt bad.  I would have stayed.

I would be dead today...or severely damaged from a stroke had I not left my job, gone to CNA school and found my blood pressure issue.

Dead.

Twice n 4 days.  I know that God has His hands of protection all over me.  What I don't know is what I did to deserve it.

I'm very thankful to be alive right now with the ability to live on my own.  Wash my own hair and see my son turn 13.

Cameron turned 13 on August 13th.  Just a few days after my horse accident.  Do you realize how close he came to being at my funeral on his birthday?  Do you think that is an exaggeration?

If I had not left my job, I would have had a stroke.  At the office alone.  No one would have come by to check on me until I didn't come home from work.  Cameron was with my brother.  I wouldn't have been missed until about 8 o'clock that night.  If I wasn't dead I would have been in really bad shape.

That is so scary.

After I picked up the bp meds, I went to feed he horses before I went home to lay down...you read what happened after that yesterday.

Twice in 4 days I was in a bad situation that could have killed me.

Today I am so thankful to be here..alive and well...able to write this blog and tell you all about my own personal experience with DIVINE INTERVENTION!

My second brush with death in 4 days ...no I'm not kidding.

Well I waited a while again.  I'm so sorry.  I have been so busy, and i will explain soon.

A while back, I told you about Honey (our horse).  When I bought Honey she was the only horse in our pasture.  Back in June my mom bought 2 more horses..Shadow and Misty.  Toward the end of July, my step brother bought Gypsy.  Well when Shadow and Misty came there were really no issues.  No real fighting.  I will assume that the reason was that Honey was so excited that she had company that she didn't want to fight..and Misty and Shadow came from the same home.

Well...here is what happened....

Gypsy came to the group and they were not accepting her.  So when I stopped by that Monday I wasn't feeling well (I will explain that later).  I was trying to hurry, my cell phone was dead, my cousin (who lives at the pasture) wasn't home, my step dad had surgery so my mom was in the country taking care of him, and my step brother was on vacation...so I had to feed the horses.  Not feeling well, I thought I will go ahead by there and then go home and lay down.

I don't know why I did this, but I fixed 3 feeding buckets and took them into the barn..since the 3 were not being friendly to Gypsy I decided to take her food out to her in the pasture. (I know not a very smart move) and I didn't lock the others up (even more stupid). 

I was standing there with Gypsy..minding my own business (that means not paying attention).  I was holding a small bowl with Gypsy's food in it, petting her and talking to her when I thought I heard something.  That something was Shadow running at us.

I couldn't move because when I tried Gypsy had moved and was standing where I went to step and Shadow plowed right into me.  I'm pretty sure I flipped over Gypsy's back.  Both of my shoes came off my feet and I had a mouth full of horse feed and dirt.  The scariest part was when I was trying to get off the ground all I could see was horse feet and butts. I couldn't feel my teeth and I was scared out of my mind. 

My first thought was "Oh my God my TEETH!!"  I thought that I was spitting my teeth out because my mouth was hurting and I was spitting out the horse feed.  So I got my shoes and made it to the truck to look in the mirror.  ALL THERE!!!  Thank GOD!

But I couldn't open the truck door, and I had a huge knot on my wrist.  I don't really know how I managed to drive to the office and call for help.  I was a basket case, I was scared, hurting and I knew that I had just been ran over by a 1200 pound animal.  And the two were fighting around me lying on the ground!  It is a wonder I wasn't trampled, injured really bad or killed.  I don't know why but I know that Gods hands were protecting me that day, I walked out of that pasture with nothing more than a broken wrist and a few sore muscles (okay a lot of sore muscles...but I cut a flip over a horse, and was run over by another horse..soreness is expected). 

So there you have it.  That is the 2nd time in 4 days that I escaped either death or serious injury.

I will try to get back in a couple of days (probably on Thursday) to explain the first escape.

Have a great Hump day tomorrow!!