The first days of consciousness were interesting to say the least.  I had found out what had happened.  I had a brain aneurysm bleed or what they call a subarachnoid hemorrhage.   The blood had pooled on my visual cortex which explained why I couldn't see when they took me to the plane.  I was temporarily blind.  And also explains why I had double vision when I woke up.  Each day my vision got getter and after about a week it was almost back to normal.   Even with the vision issues I was still up walking around.  I was dizzy a lot so I hugged the wall most times lol

The ache in my neck was nothing like I had ever experienced.  I had an ice pack around my neck 24/7 just to dull the pain.  It was explained to me that the blood that had pooled on the visual cortex was draining through the spinal column and that it was likely my whole spine would feel the same way.  I am so grateful that it never did.  The neck ache lasted for about a week and then went away. 

I have to say the food was horrible and I could barely eat.  I was in the process of changing my diet to a more whole foods oriented before I landed in the hospital.  Which means, I eat mostly organic meat, fruit and vegetables.  I had cut out most processed foods (except the ones I can't part with) and found recipes to make the things I no longer ate but wanted to keep.   Most all of my food was eaten as it is - whole, as close to it's natural form.  Like we did on the farm when I was a kid.  So needless to say, I lost weight lol 

Day 6 I received flowers from a friend.  They were beautiful and proof that I had at least one friend lol  Another connection to home that meant so much. 

Day 8 I finally had a visitor.  My neighbor came to visit.  I was so happy to see someone familiar.  I'm sure all the nurses and other patients were getting tired of my ramblings lol  My cell phone had run out of minutes and was dead by this time so I had no connection to my friends at home.  And my neighbor brought me clothes!  I was never so happy to see clothes.  If someone lands unexpectedly in the hospital and they have no one at home, offer to get their clothes and toiletries.  You have no idea how much it means!   By this time I had also received a care package from a good friend, a phone card (yes! now I can text again lol), some socks and best of all - chocolate! lol  I rationed the chocolate so it would last.   Small things mean a lot when you are far from home. 

Day 9 another friend arrived and brought me fruit!  I had this insatiable craving for fruit!  He brought me 2 of almost everything and it was gone by Day 11 lol  

By Day 10 I had had enough of the daily routine of blood pressure monitoring, needle poking, muscle testing hands and feet, the ultrasound on my head and the water output measuring - it had all worn thin.  I wanted to go home.   I was homesick and missed my cats.  I was pestering the doctor to let me go home.  He told me that it was mandatory that I stay in at least 2 weeks and if there were any issues like blood vessel spasms (the ultrasound was used to watch for that) I would have to stay 3 weeks.  So far, everything was good.  
Stayed tuned for Part 3 the conclusion...............

So last night I was meditating and asking my animal spirit guide what I needed to do to help advance my business and I was given the words "write a blog".  Really?  What if I have nothing to say?  What am I to write and who is going to want to read it were my thoughts.  This is not the first time I have heard this advice either.  In fact, it's the third.  So I figured maybe it was time I listened :-)   I am not sure who is out there reading this, or if anyone is at all.  However, this is the advice I was given so this is what I am doing lol  So please, leave a comment even if it's just to say hi!

Some of you may remember I attended the Coaldale Health Expo in September 2013.  At that event I received a 50% off coupon from Tamaine at It's All About You Wellness Clinic for any session that she offers.  If any of you know Tamaine, she is a wealth of wellness techniques.  She offers many, many different services.  Check out her website -  http://www.perfectingmyself.ca/
I decided to try a Quantum Touch session.  I had heard about this hands on healing modality and was curious to see what it was about.  After my session I was even more intrigued.  My body moved in ways I didn't think it could anymore!    After I got home I was bent over cleaning the cat's litter boxes and  got a gusher of a nosebleed.  I held a paper towel to my nose and finished off what I was doing and when I took the paper towel away, I was surprised to see something other than blood or clot came out of my nose.  I have no idea what it was but I was convinced this Quantum Touch was something I needed to pay attention to and learn. 

The next week I had a session booked with Mary Leah at the Medicine Tree http://www.themedicinetree.ca/  for a Cranio Sacral session.   My body had indicated it wanted cranial work that day. 

I believe that all modalities can work together for a complete health care management.   So of course, I had been doing biofeedback sessions on myself all along.  Several months before all of this neurological kept repeating in the panels during my sessions.  I always pay attention to these clues so I always went to those retraining sections in the biofeedback.

The next day I had to drive to another city to see my father so in mid October, the day after the cranio sacral session, I drove 2 hours to where he lived.  Went to his house and then my aunt's for lunch.  As I sat down to eat, I started feeling lightheaded, faint with sparklies and blackness creeping into my eyes.  Suddenly, my head slumped forward to my chest.  It was odd.  I felt no fear or worry.  I felt like I was smiling inside.  

My aunt called the ambulance and I was taken to the local hospital.  I remember bits and pieces of what transpired but not all of it.  I do remember being taken into the ambulance but not arriving at the hospital.  I remember the doctor telling me that I was going to be taken to the Calgary Foothills Hospital.  I remember the gurney ride across the pavement to the biplane but not the ambulance ride to the airport.  I remember opening my eyes but seeing nothing but black.   I remember the plane going onto the runway but not the actual takeoff.   The next thing I remember is coming to in and out 4 days later. . . . . . .

. . . . . .to be continued