Just Make It Over The Bridge

Happy Sabbath,

I thank God. I thank God for keeping me and getting me to safety.  Monday I was experiencing gi issues and I felt queasy and unsettled as I went into Tuesday. I had a full day ahead of me so when I came back to my house Tuesday morning to switch into my full time job gear, i picked up frozen bottles of water and my flavor enhancer, computers and forms and headed back out the door. I went to my first meeting and it went well but I still felt sick. I went to my second appointment and was feeling still off but told myself and a person who called me that I would press on. At the time I believed I had food poisoning from ordering poorly refrigerated oatmilk from Walmart delivery. After my second appointment I called my township to see if they approved a permit I was seeking for an event my church was having. They told me they were still waiting on the police department to review and then would give me a call. I passed this guy who was waiting at the intersection earlier and when I came back to that same intersection I handed him a cold water I was intending to drink. He thanked me and I drove on to seek out a place to use a restroom. I received a call right after I gave the man the water and they said the permit was approved so I rejoiced over that. I kept driving and suddenly my hands started feeling numb. Then I pulled over and my hands and feet were feeling numb. I was started to wonder how bad the food poisoning was so I informed my supervisor I was ending my day at 11am and I told my parents I was heading back their way. I attempted driving but had to pull over twice more because the numbness was increasing and it was freaking me out. It was getting so intense. I came up to a bridge which only has one lane in and out. I prayed hard for the Lord to help me make it over the bridge because if it got any worse, they would have had to shut the bridge down. I made it over the bridge and I took the first turn which was for the bridge police and when I made it there, I could go no further. My hands and legs were paralyzed. I turned off the car and had the windows down and flashers on. I had my phone within reach and was able to dial my parents and tell them where I was before I called 911. If I had taken any more time, I would not have been able to call for help.

I was taken to the hospital and they diagnosed me with hypokalemia and gave me two large potassium tablets and the paralysis and numbers started to lessen up. A weird doctor also came in the room and tried to say I had a panic attack but I was certain I didn't. He gave me Ativan which made me a bit unsteady on my feet but otherwise, I was back to normal when I returned home. I rested for the day, did go to work part time on Wednesday but for my main gig I took off all week. I went online looking for what could cause temporary paralysis in those areas and came across a video of a doctor who ran an experiment on himself having low potassium and he was in a much worse off condition than I was.

I had a follow up with my PCP office and the guy confirmed it was hypokalemia.

I am so thankful. If it continued on it could have affected my breathing, my heart and other parts. It could have ended badly. God kept me through it. I thank Him, I thank Jesus for His help, the swift response of the medical and police force and that I was able to get a proper diagnosis and treatment quickly.

God is awesome :D