Embracing Life’s Fragility After A Near Death Experience
Reflecting back, life has a way of teaching us valuable lessons, when we least expect it.
After getting out of hospital, I thought great I am going to be ok, I went to see my doctor after a week as instructed by the hospital. That is when I was given a reality check on how close I came to death. My doctor never said at any point he thought, I could be peri menopausal. I was being treated for an iron and magnesium deficiency.
I found myself having to face the fragility of life as he revealed to me that he thought he was going to lose me as I was turning blue and how he had to resuscitate me and clear the surgery.
When I left his office, The doctor’s words echoed in my mind as, I got into my car, the gravity of my situation sank in, and I realised how close I had come to the dying. It was a wake-up call that made me reassess my priorities and re-evaluate the way I approached life.
I felt a profound gratitude for being alive which became a catalyst for a transformative journey.
Gratitude became my guiding light during my recovery process. Every day I woke up feeling a renewed sense of appreciation for the simplest joys in life: the warmth of the sun on my face, the laughter of loved ones, and the taste of a home-cooked meal. I discovered that gratitude has the power to transform even the darkest moments into opportunities for growth and resilience.
Initially, returning to work after a few weeks of recovery felt like a milestone. However, I soon realized that my body and mind were still adjusting to the aftermath of my health setback.
Looking back, I did not acknowledge that healing takes time and that setbacks, both physical and emotional, can occur even after we think we’re “back to normal.”
I never felt myself but I could not put my finger on what was wrong. I was following everything my doctor said to do to the letter. I was taking my Iron and Magnesium supplements. I started eating liver and spinach and other foods rich in Iron and Magnesium.
I believed, I was on my road to recovery. Little did I realise that this was the start of my journey to get my health back on track not the end.
Facing my own mortality shifted my perspective on how I lived my life, I realised that I had been taking many things for granted and neglecting my own well-being. From that point forward, I made a conscious decision to live with intention. I started prioritizing my health, nurturing relationships, pursuing passions, and making time for the things that brought me joy.
Each day became an opportunity to create meaningful moments and make a positive impact on the world around me.
I was grateful to-be alive.
Reflecting back, life has a way of teaching us valuable lessons, when we least expect it.
After getting out of hospital, I thought great I am going to be ok, I went to see my doctor after a week as instructed by the hospital. That is when I was given a reality check on how close I came to death. My doctor never said at any point he thought, I could be peri menopausal. I was being treated for an iron and magnesium deficiency.
I found myself having to face the fragility of life as he revealed to me that he thought he was going to lose me as I was turning blue and how he had to resuscitate me and clear the surgery.
When I left his office, The doctor’s words echoed in my mind as, I got into my car, the gravity of my situation sank in, and I realised how close I had come to the dying. It was a wake-up call that made me reassess my priorities and re-evaluate the way I approached life.
I felt a profound gratitude for being alive which became a catalyst for a transformative journey.
Gratitude became my guiding light during my recovery process. Every day I woke up feeling a renewed sense of appreciation for the simplest joys in life: the warmth of the sun on my face, the laughter of loved ones, and the taste of a home-cooked meal. I discovered that gratitude has the power to transform even the darkest moments into opportunities for growth and resilience.
Initially, returning to work after a few weeks of recovery felt like a milestone. However, I soon realized that my body and mind were still adjusting to the aftermath of my health setback. Looking back, I did not acknowledge that healing takes time and that setbacks, both physical and emotional, can occur even after we think we’re “back to normal.”
The experience highlighted the joy that comes from embracing special moments, even when they are kept secret from the world.
So, while the excitement might be difficult to contain, let us relish the process of waiting, trust in the significance of confidentiality, and savour the anticipation that accompanies life’s extraordinary surprises.
I never felt myself but I could not put my finger on what was wrong. I was following everything my doctor said to do to the letter. I was taking my Iron and Magnesium supplements. I started eating liver and spinach and other foods rich in Iron and Magnesium.
I believed, I was on my road to recovery. Little did I realise that this was the start of my journey to get my health back on track not the end.
Facing my own mortality shifted my perspective on how I lived my life, I realised that I had been taking many things for granted and neglecting my own well-being. From that point forward, I made a conscious decision to live with intention. I started prioritizing my health, nurturing relationships, pursuing passions, and making time for the things that brought me joy. Each day became an opportunity to create meaningful moments and make a positive impact on the world around me.
I was grateful to-be alive.
