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I am home.  Thankfully.  Came home late Monday night and have been trying to filter myself back into life.  It’s a challenge to say the least.  I turned 32 in September, two weeks later I wind up in the ER and they think I have low blood pressure, two weeks (to the day) after that I wind up in the hospital because of the accident.

Honestly, I don’t remember what I wrote in the previous entry.  What happened – I was driving to work and passed out.  I could feel myself getting dizzy and I knew that I needed to pull over.  I waited a second too late thinking that I was making the turn into the driveway for work I would stop right there.  Instead of stopping I passed out and hit a tree dead on.

Of course I went to the hospital, they decided to keep me overnight and monitor me.  They took xrays and did mega amounts of bloodwork.  It was found I had two fractured ribs and a swollen, sprained ankle and twisted knee.  No biggie though extremely painful.  My blood pressure was way wonky but at least I was alive.  So they get me up to the room and at 10pm or so come in and take me for a "Stat CT of my lungs" – they come in later and determine I have a pulmonary embolism.

I had no symptoms, other than the fainting…which isn’t necessarily common.  So they hook me up immediately to the IV and drip heparin into me.  It is a drug that acts immediately to help dissolve blood clot.  They put me on coumadin which is a blood thinner and I will be on it for a year.  The doctors have determined that was the reason I had passed out.  So the clot will dissolve with the meds and the help of my body but it can literally take 6 months to a year. 

Fun stuff, right?