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Every June - Part 2

Jill Battle | JUN 2, 2024

It happened to me again. It only takes spilt second.

I was sitting outside around 3 pm enjoying my lunch break at work.

Then it happened.

Sirens.

The ambulance coming racing into town with the sirens LOUD!

It only takes a split second of me hearing the urgency in that sound.

Every June with the memories of losing my husband 24 years ago I also have the memories of the day in June 2 years ago were I almost left this earth to join him.

The sound of the sirens takes me to that moment.

Two years ago this June I had my worst ADRENAL CRISIS.

Cardiac arrest was less than a heart beat away.

It started the with an infection in a leg wound that lead to an ADRENAL CRISIS with life-threatening low potassium.

Managing the situation led to a more severe ADRENAL CRISIS of extreme potassium levels and near cardiac arrest.

I was lucky I was in my doctors office.

Emergency EKG, IV steroids, ambulance called.

I was prepped on the pain I would feel if I woke from cardiac arrest with broken ribs.

As I was loaded into the ambulance the paramedic gentle placed his hand on my leg.

In the spilt second of the SIRENS of an ambulance I hear his words.

"Don't be scared. We were told to go FAST & HARD. It is going to be a rough ride."

I saw the concern and determination in his eyes.

My response "Do whatever it takes. Just get me there."

I knew my 18 year old was waiting for me at the ER. My fear her seeing her mother's lifeless body being pulled from the back of an ambulance.

I was determined not to die. NOT in front of my daughter.

It was yoga breathing and relaxation as I listened to the ambulance sirens and felt the speed of the ambulance as it tore its way to the local hospital.

I arrived. I survived.

ADRENAL INSUFFICIENCY is like waking on a tight rope of death.

From that day I am left with horrible memories.

From that day I am also left with wonderful memories of the genuine kindness of a paramedic that eased my fears in one of the scariest moments of my life.

Every day I fight for my health.

Every day I fight to make my invisible illness invisible.

You can fight now or later.

PS. Those are actual photos taken the day of my near death cardiac arrest.

Jill Battle | JUN 2, 2024

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