Back in 2018, I had complications from my c-section after my first born and since then I felt like my life has resetted.
From 2018-2019 I was in a very dark place (mentally), I was mean, insulting and just a straight up b@&!% and because of that I pushed so many people away, people who I used to be close to. I did indeed feel like I was a horrible person, but looking back it is understandable. 2020 came very unexpectedly for all of us I’m sure with the pandemic, quarantine and racial controversies happening all over the country. 2020 was a blessing in disguise for me because it really was an eye opener where I feel very grateful and appreciative of everyone who has been there for me, praying for me, even though I didn’t show it. If I ever hurt your feelings for the way I acted, I am truly sorry, going through what I was going through I didn’t stop to take a minute to realize how many people were there for me. It took me a year and a half to accept what happened to me, I placed my trust in doctors who were supposed to care for me and my child, and the outcome just became another thing to handle and adapt to.
I’m the first couple of months while in the hospital the only thing in my head that kept circling around my brain for 24/7 for about the first 5 months of having GBS, was when am I going to get to be the mother that I truly want to be to my son. That was an inner demon that was slowly killing me inside. It is very hard to see first time mother’s experience what I lost and it’s something I’m gonna have to live with and will always be in the back of my mind. I know I will always be AJ’s mother and he definitely knows that, it’s just a tear jerker for me that as a first time mom, I’ve missed 83% of the firsts when AJ was growing up.
When I first woke up from my coma, I thought I was waking up from my c-section, not knowing that 10-11 days had passed. I didn’t know what was going on so I just went along with it. I ended up developing GBS (Guillian-Barré Syndrome) which affect the immune system to attack itself and damage healthy nerves. I was paralyzed at the time from bellow the chest and down. Imagine taking this in after you’ve woken up to a tube being taken out of your mouth and a full arm cast where your insides are sticking out because my right arm developed a blood clot and was almost amputated. Thankfully it was saved, it was just complications after the other from physical to mental health problems.
Fast forward two years, multiple therapy sessions, endless physical therapy and a lot of self love and care and I’m back on track to taking more control over myself and motivated to keep going strong for my family 💕