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The car ride that changed it all // Part 1


Back in 2007 I was taking Jayde, Ethan and the little girl that I was babysitting to a picnic at our favorite park, something that we did very regularly. I thought that this ride to the park would be just like all of the others trips that we had taken before, little did I know that this trip would change my life forever. While all three kids napped on the way to the park I enjoyed some much needed quiet time while quietly singing along to the radio. Thats when my left hand went number and I got very very hot and things were spinning. I thought my hand went numb because the a/c vent blew right on my hand and I thought the cold just got to me, however in a matter of moments I realized something was very wrong. So I turned the van around to head back home which was 15 minutes away, as I drove home (speeding way faster than I ever should have been) I started realizing that I did not feel right but as long as I could make it to the exit to where my house was I could pull into the fire station near my house. It was so unusual because over all I was a VERY healthy 23 year old, this shouldn’t be happening.

I swear that drive felt like hours but I did eventually arrive to the fore station, I grabbed all three kids (who were 1, 4 and 5 at the time) and stumbled to ring the bell at the fire station. Luckily before I knew it I was surrounded by firefighters who were here to help. They asked me a ton of questions and checked me out, after realizing that there was nothing they could do to help me one fire fighter asked me if I had a panic attack before. I quickly said “NO WAY!”, Im totally normal, no way thathad a panic attack before let alone was having one now. But since they couldn’t find anything wrong I just assumed that it was all in my head and loaded the kids back into the car and headed less that two blocks home. Once I was there I called John, which is when I realized something was really wrong, because while I was waiting on him to answer the phone I pulled out the laptop and started to Google my symptoms. Thats when I realized I couldn’t really control my hands because they were so numb.


Now if you have ever googled anything you will know that the worst things possible will come up in your search. By now, I was sure that I was going to die.

Not wanting to cause a scene again and call 911 because surely those same fire fighters will be the ones to show up if I call, and not wanting John to have to come home early from work I called the next best things… My in laws. My mother in law came and saved the day by picking Chandler up from school.

The rest of that day was spent curled up on the couch in a fetal position.

What the heck was wrong with me?!




To be continued…

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