Healing Body Mending Soul

HI it's me, Nicole.
Most folks don't know where I've been the last couple of years...( has it been that long?)

In March 2020, like many people, I was supposed to be temporarily furloughed from the job I loved. Retail sales was an industry that had been my passion for 20 years. As a dedicated executive, I fully expected to be called back, and I was even looking forward to helping the company thrive in the "new normal". To my surprise and embarrassment, I was GHOSTED and BLOCKED by my employer with no explanation for why I wasn't being called back.

 

Like most people, I fell into a deep depression that turned to agoraphobia so bad but I didn't tell anyone how poorly I was feeling mentally or physically.

 

In August of 2021 I finally accepted how bad my situation was. I lived alone with no close friends or family in the state. After calling 911, EMTs removed me from my apartment in the most traumatic way I could have imagined.

 

Saint Mary's Medical Center was kind and attentive. I was dehydrated, with multiple blood clots in my legs chest and lungs. But we were not sure why I was numb and paralyzed from the chest down. I am thankful that my neurologist feels now that the issue is not a degenerative disease. However,  I am still looking at ANOTHER 6 months to a year for rehab and recovery. 

 

Here I am 50 years old and in an assisted living/ rehab facility.  I am working on mobility, walking and strengthening my mental health. I am in contact with the county because I can better continue that journey at home. Securing a home in the community and covering some expenses while waiting for a decision from social security is critical right now. 

 

If I have ever inspired you personally or professionally I hope you can help me with this transition by donating. If you have watched a loved one navigate the health care and assisted living system and felt helpless or frustrated then you may be inspired to support me. 

I wasn't planning to die, but I did not want to live. This journey has me no longer wanting to lie in despair. Literally, getting back on my feet will allow me to work on my new passion:  helping others like me.