Sharing with you some past blogs that had an impact on my life. Life brings us twists and turns that we think we are not prepared for. I am grateful that I am alive today to share this experience with you.
I could have easily died on June 6, 1979. I have told my story to doctors who find it amazing that I am here to tell about it. I was only 31 years old. Over Memorial Day weekend (May 26-28), I was having some cramps—a bit uncomfortable, and felt discomfort standing straight up. It went in waves. The only person I told was my sister-in-law who was visiting us from Chicago. She noticed that I seemed uncomfortable. I told her I would call the doctor after the holiday. I did and set an appointment for mid June. I was due my annual OB/GYN checkup anyway. The cramps went away in a couple days and everything was back to normal. Well, until the morning of June 6.
It was nine days since Memorial Day, and I had quickly forgotten the discomfort I had felt that weekend. I remember my day very…
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