As I laid in my bed, I heard my family trying to decide what approach to take or whether to even take an approach at all.. was it going to happen again? Maybe it was just because I was fasting and my blood sugar was just too low,?.. All of them trying to find a reason or possibility to why I just collapsed, to what had just happened.
While they were discussing amongst themselves...all I could think of was the dream. It was so vivid, so real, and it was the only thing I could remember from the days before. Everything else was wiped from my memory, but the dream stayed..
In that moment, I started to just pray to myself. Asking God for strength, wisdom, peace, and joy to help me understand and see him throughout this time, whether it was just this one day or whether it would continue... I just wanted to see him and feel his presence, when I couldn't feel anything else.
The day went on, I still had no strength or energy, But in the pain and chaos.. I had peace. I continued to try to rest and all of a sudden I feel my stomach turning, I feel in my throat that I'm about to vomit. I rush to the bathroom and start vomiting, I couldn't even control it. I was vomiting so much that my stomach started to burn, ache with an unbelievable pain. I look down and I see blood, dripping from my nose and my mouth. I lean against the bathroom wall, trying to wipe my mouth, I begin to try and yell for help and all of a sudden.. my body gives out and I feel something I've never felt before, I feel my body trying to fight but it cant withstand it, I start to shake uncontrollably and end up in a seizure.
Next thing I know, I see my family all around me, holding me with fear and confusion. Since when do I have seizures? How did this begin? Where is it coming from? Apparently, there's a lot for us to find out..
They rush me to the hospital, I start to shake uncontrollably, and everything fades to black....
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