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  1. My name is Julie cranfiield.I am 42 years old I live in a place called green- mount in bury lancs. I had a subarachnoid haemorrhage in November after blacking out at the wheel of my car my daughters friends mum took me back home I had flashing at the back of my eyes and the worse headache I can't even explain how bad the pain was it was horrendous. My mum in law rang the nhs direct cause by this time I was extremely hot and I was severely vomiting and they said it was a bad migraine,so to switch off the lights take some pain killers and go to sleep this I did but when I eventually woke in the morning I felt bad really bad my left hand side felt useless and my speech was not right. My husband works in London and was due home that day late so I rang him and he told me to call ambulance I did this and I was taken to my local A&E dept where they gave me a ct scan and said they where keeping me in over night. That's all I really remember apart from my husband and daughter at my bedside crying they told me what had happened but I was so I'll I didn't take it all in. The hospital then said they where transferring me to hope hospital in Manchester that day I waited for a ambulance and finally got transferred at 10 o'clock that evening my husband had sat and wait for me all that day. I remember the ambulance drivers being very dishy and I asked if I was going by blue lights and was told no because my bleed was severe so I was police escorted. I remember getting sorted on the ward and then that's it I had my op the next day but during surgery while fixing the bleed I had another one and so became very I'll I was on ICU for a long time in a coma and even had my last rights read by priest my husband was there holding my hand all day long I'm a bliss to all this happening the only part I remember is the last couple of weeks on the ward. I feel quite angry that I can't remember some of it,but I do remember that one night I was in the lift in my bed and my daughter was at the bottom pushing me up and my dad (died 21 years ago) was pushing me down saying I was not going anywhere. This is very scary to think about my recovery in hospital went well and in total I was there for 7weeks. I had to push my self really hard but I did it. This will not beat me everyday is a struggle and sometimes I just want to curl up in a corner with a bottle of vodka and a packet of tablets but I just think of the lift episode and that keeps me going. I made it home 2 days before Xmas I was scared leaving hospital but I was fine once I got home I felt a burden on everybody. The care I received from hope hospital was remarkable and the nursing staff were amazing caring and supportive even though I did play up sometimes,not purposely but there patience was suberb. I have gone from wearing nappys to using a zimmer frame to today returning back to work for 2 hours. Once the emotional stuff was out of the way I enjoyed it it was nice to be in a normal environment with normal people and I hardly thought about my illness. I'm doing another 2 hours next week I couldn't believe how tired I was cause I didn't do anything physical that's the one thing in the whole of this that's hard it's the fatigue. I'm glad I found this sight I was not given any information on support groups I found the site through a book I was given to read called the dented image I urge everyone to read it it's fab, a friend gave me the book to read as she had a SAH 3 years ago which I didn't know there is a light at the end of the tunnel and all I can do is think positive I have my 6 month check up soon so hopefully all will be well and I will be able to drive again.. Keep smiling and move forward it's difficult but it's worth it. GOOD LUCK to you all.
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