Two weeks ago I went to Fuerteventura for a 10 day holiday with family. Had a fab time. On flight home, for reasons unknown still, I collapsed with a massive seizure. Turned blue and stopped breathing. They thought I was dead. Luckily apart from cabin crew there were two off duty nurses as passengers, plus an off duty policeman who all dived to the rescue. Oxygen, defibrillator, ..... they were 5 mins off diverting entire flight to Paris. Ambulance met plane at Gatwick and rushed me to hospital. Long story short - they have absolutely no idea what and why it happened but it’s certainly made me re evaluate life these past few days. So live life to the full as you really don’t know what’s around the corner x
Wow what a shock, you must have been terrified when you were in a position to realise what was happening - main thing is that you are okay now and hopefully, will remain that way. My usually sign off for you (but in capitals but am not shouting!) STAY WELL
Wow. Glad you came out ok Smow.
Life *is* short, but I've yet to work out what making the most of it entails.
(Certainly not stressing out trying to cram everything in. Maybe doing what you enjoy, helping others, being content with things.)
Hopefully even though life is short, perhaps existence will prove not to be.
It’s just so bizarre, everyone else around me knowing and seeing what’s happening apart from me. I’ve just , oh I know it’s silly, but I’ve got in contact more with family, I’ve chilled out more, I’ve tried to get my priorities right. . I’m still young(I think) and this has scared me to my absolute core.