Hey!
I don't know how to start the process of healing following the worst week of my life sitting next to my 8 year old daughter's bed in ICU?
My daughter woke up feeling unwell last Monday morning so i left her in bed to rest and my 18 year old daughter stayed home with her while I dropped my 2 youngest boys to school and nursery.
I checked on her when I got back and she said she couldn't breathe. She sounded very wheezy so I put her in the car and took her to my local urgent treatment centre. Luckily we didn't wait long before being seen. The triage nurse checked her oxygen levels and immediately took us to a doctor in another room. She was put on oxygen and an ambulance was called.
We arrived at our nearest A&E department and she spent the next 12-13 hours in resus being treated. They were giving her 100% oxygen through a mask, she had cannulas inserted into both arms to administer medications.
She wasn't improving. The doctors had been liasing with the PICU at the Evelina Children's Hospital in London for several hours prior and they made the decision to intubate my daughter and a team would be sent from London to pick us up and take her to their hospital asap.
The experience of being taken to intensive care and being told your child has to be sedated and intubated is terrifying! I couldn't quite believe it was happening to MY child.
After what felt like a lifetime, the ambulance arrived and we were rushed to London with blaring sirens and lights.
Shortly after arriving and being taken onto the PICU floor, the doctors began working on treating her. I was standing beside her helpless. Everything was explained to me. I was told what the situation was and what was preventing her lungs from getting enough oxygen.
The first thing I said to the doctor was "It's not life threatening though is it?"
She replied "Yes it is"
Then i asked "But I'm not going to lose her right?!"
"It's possible" She replied. "Your daughter is critical"
As of then my life changed forever. I never thought I'd hear those words. You never think it'll happen to you, it always happens to others.
Miraculously she started to improve over the next 24 hours and her body fought like hell to get better. The doctors were so shocked at how fast she turned around and called her a "real success story"!
She was discharged last night and is doing well. It's a long journey ahead but we will get there.
I need advice with how to move on from such a traumatic and painful experience. It's like my heart broke the day the doctor said she could die and even though we are home and she's doing well, I can't seem to mend my heart.
Maybe it'll take more time or maybe I need some help??
If anyone can relate to my post and has any help or advice on what I can do to process and move forward, please let me know. I'm happy she's over the worst and everything but that doesn't stop how I feel or undo the damage and trauma of it all.
Thanks for reading my story ❤️