Be careful what you wish for because the universe is listening. You might get what you ask for but it might be misinterpreted. If I had known I could have been specific about what my wishes.
I had been so bored with my life. Being unemployed for two years have been driving me crazy. I was longing for a change. I wanted to see new places, smell new scents, touch new textures, hear different and experience things to spice up my life.
On November 22nd, 2019 I went through the most excruciating pain in my life. Near death is totally hard to describe. They say pain is pain. I disagree. There are stages of pain and mine was the highest level. I experienced being on a stretcher and being carried in an ambulance for the first time. The trip inside an MRI was definitely a distinct kind of claustrophobia.
I had my first general anesthesia and my first surgery. Ten days in the Intensive Care Unit was such an agonizing and unforgettable experience I wish never to go through again. Four intravenous tubes were pierced into each of my arms. There were no more spaces left on my arms that the doctor pierced a hole on my right chest to insert another tube. I have never had wounds this many before.
Insomnia has been a cause of exhaustion and paranoia for me since I was a teenager. Having no sleep for ten days surely made me a whiny loud paranoid that I yelled, screamed, sang loudly and cried till the three nurses in the ICU want to euthanize me. How could I sleep when the blood pressure machine squeezed my left arm twice an hour? How could I sleep when the nurse regularly inject an acidic fiery liquid in my IV?
Surely it was the drugs that made me hysterical. Lack of sleep definitely drove me clinically crazy. I have always wished to be one day fluent in Korean that I wouldn't get into trouble conveying my thoughts and guess what? Ten days in the ICU arguing with Korean nurses and doctors without an interpreter made so fluent I can pass my Korean citizenship test again with flying colors.
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SpiritualI thought Thor hit the back of my head with his hammer. The first hit, I felt my skull shattered. The second hit was worse. The third left me unconscious. Luckily, my husband decided to walk the dogs with me that cold November 22nd morning. The par...