Friday, December

19/ 20 and Saturday morning I was in an accident and found outside of my place of work laying in my blood. I have no recollection of what happened for how I got outside. ( before someone opens their mouth…. Drugs were NOT involved, neither was sexual assault) I was tested for both things! So clear that up now! I don’t know what happened. I remember sitting up and trying to figure out where I was, I looked around and the next thing I know I woke up in a hospital bed being told I was lucky to be alive. I was found after almost 2 hours outside with hyperthermia around 3 am and apparently was taken straight to mercy south where the Chaplain called Chris Gideon and said if you want to see her alive one last time get here now and he was responsible for calling my parents and saying the same. So Chris and my parents rushed to my side assuming to say goodbye before brain surgery. They then preceded to remove part of my skull to release the brain bleed. At some point after surgery I woke up trying to rip the ventilator from my throat I guess bc I wanted to breathe on my own I have no idea. Since than I have been through physical therapy, learning to walk with and without a walker, released from hospital ( walking and talking) to back in for another brain bleed, which caused Bell’s palsy ( left side facial paralysis, that could take up to a year to recover from), I’ve had numerous CT’s MRI’s and brain wave testes and have been told I shouldn’t be alive let a lot be walking and talking like I am. I was dieing on a table/alone in the alley way a week ago to sitting here with my beautiful babies with a whole new outlook on life. From here on out I’m going to be unbelievably selective and so much more. So do take it offensively or don’t I don’t care if you no longer have access to me or my life. This is my life and I’m lucky enough to have a second chance and I’m not wasting it on ignorance, idiocy, hatefulness or anything negative. My guardian angels have worked overtime long enough and I’m so thankful and grateful they kept me here, now it’s time for them and myself to take a break and really enjoy life. I’m tired of fighting death or irrelevancy around every corner! Live every last second likes it’s your last because it very well could be. Always tell the ones you care about you love them no matter how mad you are because the last thing you say to them ever could either haunt you or bring you piece. So love more, kiss more, hug more, be the light and not the dark or drama there will be a go fund me for all of my medical expenses, bills, appointments, not being at work or my cash app if anyone wants to help. I’ll have to see a neurosurgeon for a long time.