"TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad?"
The Queen
Of The Lost the Broken and the Damned
This is my Mom. In the beginning of last month, I called the paramedics because she wasn’t able to stand up. She had been having flu like symptoms for a while, but we thought nothing of it. When we arrived at the ER, the doctor examined her and told us that she had somehow acquired a flesh-eating bacteria that was gangrenous, and he said that it was very possible she wasn’t going to live through the night. My Mom endured three emergency surgeries that night, and has pulled through with amazing strength. It’s been almost a month now, and she’s still in the hospital—undergoing reconstructive surgery as I write this.  She doesn’t know how beautiful she is, she doesn’t understand how much she adds to this world. Her goofy sense of humour, her wit, her love, and her hugs, they all saved my life so many times, and brightened the lives of others.  I’ve never written anything like this before, but would anyone mind reblogging this to show your support, and to tell her and show her how much she’s loved and appreciated? I know it would mean the world to her. —————- [EDIT:] 4 months later, she’s scheduled to come home some time in August. She’s still having a little trouble with the wound closing up, but she’s pulling through. It’s been a long and strenuous journey for the both of us, and I couldn’t thank everyone enough for their support. She’s truly an amazing woman, and I’m glad she can get at least a little bit of a glimpse of how wonderful she really is, thanks to everyone’s love. ♥

This is my Mom. In the beginning of last month, I called the paramedics because she wasn’t able to stand up. She had been having flu like symptoms for a while, but we thought nothing of it. When we arrived at the ER, the doctor examined her and told us that she had somehow acquired a flesh-eating bacteria that was gangrenous, and he said that it was very possible she wasn’t going to live through the night. My Mom endured three emergency surgeries that night, and has pulled through with amazing strength. It’s been almost a month now, and she’s still in the hospital—undergoing reconstructive surgery as I write this. 

She doesn’t know how beautiful she is, she doesn’t understand how much she adds to this world. Her goofy sense of humour, her wit, her love, and her hugs, they all saved my life so many times, and brightened the lives of others. 

I’ve never written anything like this before, but would anyone mind reblogging this to show your support, and to tell her and show her how much she’s loved and appreciated? I know it would mean the world to her.

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[EDIT:] 4 months later, she’s scheduled to come home some time in August. She’s still having a little trouble with the wound closing up, but she’s pulling through. It’s been a long and strenuous journey for the both of us, and I couldn’t thank everyone enough for their support. She’s truly an amazing woman, and I’m glad she can get at least a little bit of a glimpse of how wonderful she really is, thanks to everyone’s love. ♥