Just after Christmas of 2013 I fell extremely ill (H1N1, sepsis, respiratory failure, cardiac arrest), given life support and put into a medically induced coma for a month so that medicine and machines could heal my body. This was a traumatic and life altering experience for me and my family and friends, but I lived to tell the tale.
I am not yet whole. It has been over two years since I woke up and I have worked as hard as possible to restore myself to pre-coma Dawna, learning along the way to accept who I am now. It is a work in progress.
Originally I had thought about a separate blog related to my rehabilitation, but a good friend convinced me that it wasn’t a separate topic from life with dawna – it was in fact the reality of life with dawna.
With that in mind, I will publish my stories of recovery here because although I am physically recovering as an individual, we are all recovering as a family. There is a new reality for us – one where I am physically diminished and easily fatigued.
Prior to being sick I had made my way through life looking through a very logical and orderly lens. Post coma my scientific logical business self is lame from injury. A different lens on life has emerged, I see in terms of art, design, colours, shapes, and stories tell.