My sister-in-law Marg and I arrived in Toronto early this morning and were excited to take part in the Preeclampsia Research Symposium. We listened as researchers came together for a common purpose, to share their research findings all with the same goal in mind, to work towards finding a cure. Many women do not survive this disease and I credit my life to Jonah Wynn as I feel in my heart she saved me. She passed away inside me and the physical pain I felt triggered me to go to the hospital, and had I stayed at home I would not be here today. You could feel the passion these doctors shared for helping others and I pray that one day they find a cure so babies like Jonah Wynn can also have a chance at life.
We left the symposium after a full day of listening to researchers and had dinner at a restaurant in downtown Toronto. There I saw so many people without a home, looking for their next meal, and trying to find a place to get warm. It was so sad to see so much hurt on the streets of Toronto. One man asked us for money but also took the time to ask our names and thank us as we left. He was such a kind man and as I shared this moment with him I realized just how lucky I am.
I am alive. I survived Preeclampsia/Hellp Syndrome, and am here to tell about it. I also have a roof over my head, don’t have to worry about my next meal, people look me in the eyes when I am in pain, and I have so many people in my life that carry me through when I need them to. Up until this moment, I knew I should have felt lucky to be here but my heart did not and for day twenty-two I ask myself to feel lucky for I am alive, can watch my children grow, and can hopefully be here when a cure is found.
Day Twenty-two: Feel lucky.