Quote from: Great321 on June 15, 2018, 07:56:07 AMThis was indeed not easy to read. I really feel sorry for your mother...
I'm happy that you're doing better now!
Thank you Great321! It was really hard for her and it still is, but time heals almost anything

Quote from: short2tall on June 15, 2018, 06:48:00 PM Hey fallen, it was indeed tough to read this again, and in even more detail this time. I can imagine how frightened your parents must have been. They are such nice people, you're so fortunate to have them there supporting you (not to mention it saved your life). So glad you're back on track and doing well now. Just keep stretching as much as possible and that will help alleviate the need for Norco, especially at night time. I think it's great that you shared this with everyone to raise awareness about the possible dangers of medication.
Thanks man, it is really good to get all this support. Dude, it was horrible for me but I can't imagine how disturbing and traumatic it must've been for them. I had lunch today with one of the two people that helped me after my mom screamed for help. Turns out he works at the same company as I do and he was really happy and emotional to see that I'm alive and well. F*ck, he told me things I didn't know and probably my mom didn't tell me so it didn't worsen my trauma. He said that I wasn't breathing for way more than 3 minutes, and that she kept doing chest compression for almost 6-8 minutes before I returned breathing. He was so disturbed that week for what he experienced that the next day he went to work and proposed his whole team to do a team offsite to learn how to do CPR. He said he felt guilty because he didn't know how to do it while the other neighbor knew, but he was trying to help me in any way he could. I told him that it didn't matter what he did, he cared and came running to help and helped me in anything that was within his reach or skillset and I'd be grateful for him until the rest of my life. He told me that he did exactly what he would want others to do for him. Such a good person, I think we'll watch some World Cup match together with his girlfriend and my mom sometime soon.
Thank you for such kind words about my parents! They really liked getting to know you too. My dad still talks about that afternoon till today, it was SO important for them to get more real-life stories and experiences of people going through this. Yes, I'm very lucky to have their support in this tough process. I used to tell my mom that she could stay here for just the first few weeks, if she wanted, because I know she has a life in Brazil and I didn't want her to stop her whole life in order to help take care of me for months. My dad couldn't stay here that much because he works, and he was here for my first 3 weeks of surgery and then, when all of this happened, he was calling all his coworkers to arrange his unexpected leave. So yeah, he came again when that happened and stayed an additional 2 weeks, so 5 weeks in total. It was the best thing that happened that week for me and my mom (even more to her, she really needed that support).
Yup, stretching all the time, even at my work desk. And my sole motivation for publishing this was to help raise awareness about those medications. I was reluctant at first because one may read this diary and become discouraged, but the danger of doing LL is like the danger of crossing the street (wait wait, I suck at coming up with analogies but I'll try hard to nail this one). If you cross the street paying attention, you can only get yourself injured by the randomness of external factors. If you cross with your eyes closed, you're not only facing risks independent of you, but you're increasing the odds of getting to the other side completely messed up, or not getting to the other side at all. It's all on you. Follow what the doctors say and if anything bad happens, don't blame yourself, there ARE risks, and there's a solution to most of them. I say most because I keep thinking that my nerve damage is permanent, but it actually might regenerate in the future. Do things blindly and be ready to face the consequences. I learned my lesson.