My name is Michelle. I went into my third knee surgery a day surgery. My orthopedic surgeon left instructions to not give narcotics and they kept me overnight and gave me liquid moriphine and diladid. When my husband of 25 years came to bring me home I was in a coma. They put me on life support and intensive care. I spent the next nine days in ICU. Before I was released it was suggested I be placed in nursing home. My husband would not hear of this and he quit his job and became my caregiver.
We have been through a tremendous struggles. I can no longer work as a LSS. I used to care for disabled adults. I got SSDI. I feel alone. It's like I am being chased by a big eraser! I miss my brain.
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