Sunday August 1st I had an Aneurysm. I remember having a headache really suddenly. I was at church and we were supposed to be listening, but for some reason I could not. My husband said I looked up at him and half of my face was drooping. Right after that he said he was going to take me to the ER. He did and it turned out that he was right for taking me. I spent almost two weeks in the hospital. I was taken to West Valley first but about an hour later I was taken to Saint Alphonsus. I had an aneurysm that was a birth defect. From the day I was born I had it I just did not know. Lucky me! We spent a few weeks in the hospital. From the first day an anesthesiologist told my dad that he didn't see me making it, and here I am. I spent three days in the ICU. Then I went to the Nero Floor and I stayed there for about four days, and then I spent the rest of the time in recovery. I can not tell you how much it meant to me for all those who came to visit me. To my family, and my friends thank you so much for what you did. It meant the world to me. As for me now am relearning all the things I have forgot since that Sunday. Learning how to use my right hand which I lost the use of. Learning how to reset my face. You don't understand how annoying it is to have your face crooked. Lastly I'm working on my dysphasia (the difficulty of speech and communication). I have done such a great job in therapy. Each day it is coming along.I want to thank all my family. All the Ransley's, especialy to my parents. To all my Batteen family. To Val and Nancy and everyone else who has taken care of me.
Thanks Aunt Amy, Adam and Jennie, Amy, Angela, Amanda and Jon, Cousin Jenny, Kara, Ben and Kristen, Kristen Davies, Jessica, Dave and Valynn, and my very own Grandpa and Grandma. Thank you sooooo much!