In ten days it will mark one year since my pulmonary embolism, the journey is almost over. October 22 2009 marked the beginning of the worst yet one of the best years of my life.

It’s funny when we are young we think we are invincible, that we are going to live forever and never worry if this day is our last. Our lives can change within seconds and every second counts because it could be your last.

There are moments where I am angry, moments where I mourn the life I use to lead, and then there are days where I revel in the sun. I try not to think about the fact that this could have been prevented if only the doctor at Alina would have listened to me and did a simple blood test. Yet on the same coin, I wouldn’t be the woman I am today if I hadn’t been brought to the brink of death and back. I will be forever in debt to the staff at Woodwinds health campus and Dr Anderson, with out him and his quick thinking I wouldn’t be here today. I am eternally grateful for this second chance at life, grateful to be that one out of six who survived.

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