Well, the last week has been rough to say the least. I’m going to explore the triggers of my last crises as I usually do in my next post, but this one was really, really awful. The last time I was sick, I thought it was my worst time ever…but this time, this puts everything in a whole new perspective.
I was in the ICU—On the ventilator!
OMG, it was absolutely crazy. What’s even more bizarre is that when I was struggling for life, my mom in Nigeria had this eerie dark premonition and woke up from her sleep and started praying hardcore from me. My cell phone was ringing with my friend DC from the East Coast leaving me a message and saying that I was heavily on her mind and she just wanted to see how I was doing.
I was zonked out and unconscious most of last week and finally through bits and pieces from my family and the hospital workers, I was able to piece the whole thing together. All right, I’ll give you the skinny in the next post. But I just want to take this moment to thank God for life and love and family. And make sure that you appreciate every moment that you have because you never know when you will be gone.