I had a DVT in my early 20’s, at 8 months pregnant, and spent the last weeks of my pregnancy in the hospital. They were talking heart lung machine to keep my body functioning for my baby. Each morning they came to my room in a macabre death watch. I survived.
It can happen at any stage of life, but when it happens, it gives you a new appreciation for life, and an understanding of its precarious fragility.
Today is a gift of the present. Treasure it.
(And so glad we both survived.)
💜💜💜💜💜
It also happens post-partum. A young mother and colleague collapsed and died from a DVT embolism when she came to the office to show off her new twins. 😿
DVTs are scary.
@Myrth
Wow! They can be very deadly indeed