reply to post by OneisOne
Retaliation? WTF. I am entitled to be happy. The woman I am with gives me this opportunity. I waited til my son was at an age where he could
defend himself if needed. The abuse was directed at me, but I still waited for him to reach a certain age. She also manipulated the situation
regarding the house and the divorce settlement. There is so much more to this whole situation.
What if I had a near death experience before I met my wife? What if I had the need to feel loved? There was no retaliation involved:
Oct.2009, I was sick in bed for 3 days, literally in bed, except to go to the bathroom, (I should've been the hospital) laying in one position for so
long, when I finally got up and went to my office, I realized my right arm was "asleep" from the shoulder to the tips of my fingers. I thought. This
will pass. 3 years and 2 operations later this has not changed. I live in pain everyday (no pain pills) and sleep is hard to come by, but I have
learned to not let it control me. I cannot write, I am right handed, but I can type with 1 finger and if that changes, I will use voice
Oct.2009, I was served divorce papers.
June 2010, I moved out of the house I was living in with my kid and moved into a condo my Dad owned and wasn't using at the time. It was his old
business office (he had closed), that he decided to hold on to at the time because the market was on a downturn. As it turns out, things happen for a
reason it seems. That will be even more evident, soon.
Sept.2010, I was not feeling well for many days, my energy was weak, I had been trying to lose weight (230 lbs.), changed my eating habits and started
trying to eat more fruit and drink juices and Gatorade, working out in the gym, etc. I was having trouble sleeping, already, because of my arm and now
I was getting up to go to the bathroom all night and felt dehydrated, constantly drinking liquids. I kept smelling this odor of sulfur and ammonia, (I
had neither product nor anything that should smell like either in my condo) and found out why, soon. None of the food I was eating tasted right.
Something was very wrong. One morning, after bringing my kid to his house, I came to my place and laid down in my bed, immediately I realized I was
fading fast, I called my Mom, she suggested I call Our family doctor and tell him my symptoms. I knew I needed to get the emergency room and he
confirmed this. I could not wait for an ambulance and I didn't really know many people, luckily the hospital was close. I walked in and the lady asked
me to fill out paperwork and I just handed her my id and said I can’t write or see, no wait for me. They put me in a room right away. They would
take care of the paperwork. They called my parents to let them know where I was. The nurse tried to take a blood sugar reading and the machine came
back error. She tried again, same result. She went to get another machine, same result. Off to ICU I went within 15 minutes of being there. They
started me on a saline drip and insulin as soon as I got up there. Then they tried to check my glucose level again, 990, the machine would not read
it, until it got below 1000.
That evening, I said goodbye to my family, I was not going to make it through the night, (goose bumps), and I told them all how much I loved them and
then passed out crying. My organs had been shutting down, my heart beat was very irregular, (it was before this for another reason I will share in
another thread), and it was low on electrolytes and was having trouble making the electrical connection. The monitor kept sounding the alarm at the
nurses’ station. This happened 3 times, where they came running to "shock me" and my heart would jump back into "start mode". Finally, they decided
to disconnect the alarm and stood in my doorway for; they said 3 hours, watching my heart do this over and over again. 55 seconds on....5 seconds
off......Connect. Finally, it became regular/irregular. No disconnect, just not a normal thump. My heart was irregular before, as I said, but to them
it was abnormal because of my situation. They had no knowledge that I had this problem before that day.
What was unique to them was how I responded the next day. You would not know that I was in a diabetic coma. Their words not mine. I asked the nurse
why were they standing in my doorway all night, and she looked at me, and said how you could possibly have known that, your eyes were not open? I told
her I saw 3 of you and wondered if I had been dreaming it, then she explained to me about the heart situation. Seems as though I had an "out of body"
experience that night as well as a "near death" experience. I did see a bright light and I did wake up the next day with an amazing amount of energy.
I was begging to get out of bed; they said I was not allowed yet because of all the tubes and machines I was still hooked up to. I could go on in more
detail about my experience in the hospital and I promise to do so in another thread.
This explains my desire to create as many threads as I can, 211 is an important number for me. It is the day I married the angel and love of my life.
We met under very strange circumstances. I will share that another day, too.
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