#BLESSED TO BE ALIVE: #BREATHE I’m #home now: I can breathe without support the last 3 days. I was in a high dependency unit isolation ward for 10 days. I managed to improve with steroids, 24 hour oxygen support and nebulisers. On Sunday 20/21st February, whilst in A&E, I had a severe allergic reaction to the intravenous antibiotic being administered. I collapsed and my airways started closing up. I was unconscious and needed to be resuscitated First 5 days was critical as I was at a high risk of relapse of anaphylactic shock and I was dealing with pneumonititis of my lungs. By days 8, 9, 10, I could breathe without support, but any mobility would cause breathlessness The pneumonia will take a couple of months to heal and I’m at home with a care plan of morning and lunchtime carers to help me with all my needs. I’m out of the danger zone. I feel blessed, grateful and honoured that Allah decided to let me live. Revitalised and rejuvenating moving forward. Had a good one hour cry a few days ago which released all mucus and sinus blockages and gave relief. I have a higher purpose. God saved me to fulfill this for humanity as I have something no-one else has and others need to benefit. (Please also don’t forget: you also have purpose) I’m grateful to be in a position to pray for a good death which is part of life as I would have had too much regret leaving this world from the anaphylactic shock. I couldn’t sleep for 5 days and nights because of the flashbacks and the thought that I could have gone. But now I’m over that trauma I’m able to move forward with self healing first and then I’ll be tasked in getting direction on what I need to fulfill my reason to be alive. I already have 2 reflection stories I’ve been sharing and will write about and I managed to complete a poem I’d 90 % written about my younger brother’s passing a year ago. I’ll share the poem in my next post. I’d completed it whilst in a critical state myself, but just finalised the last few words to close on letting go of my younger brother’s grief. Please make Dua/say some prayers for me. I thank you for reading my story and for your connection with me. I’m blessed to be alive (at Watford Leavesden) https://www.instagram.com/p/CarK3RjA-YR/?utm_medium=tumblr