Cranners Posted March 18, 2011 Share Posted March 18, 2011 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. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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