Stephenie Rodriguez (Guest) · 19:50
Well, as I mentioned, I got extubated in the ICU, asked what the heck has happened and why is everyone here and looking relieved and terrified, like the energy of my family. They would come in and cry when they saw me., and I was paralyzed. Everything, every muscle in my body had fallen off of me, and I couldn't scratch my own nose. And I'm thinking, okay, I'm awake. I've got stuff to do. I'm meant to be in the Congo for a women's event in November. This is October. Like, I got stuff to do, but my body was not going anywhere. Yeah. And it was a very harsh reality. And my feet. So I went into, because of the toxicity of my blood, I went into complete septic shock, severe septic shock. And if you know anything about sepsis, in treating sepsis in those, you know, she's got 3 minutes to live, call the priest, say your prayers, it's game over, which happened. My family had a DNR, do not resuscitate, on me because they figured if my brain wasn't responding and my body gave out, like, God wants her, let her go. So they said, there's one thing we can do. We can give her vasopressors, which are adrenaline cocktails, and that would shove, by way of a decision, all of the blood, forcing it like a pump through my heart, liver, and kidneys to keep them moving when they wanted to not work anymore. But they warned my family in a quorum that if they did this— and again, it's, we've got minutes here, make a decision— if we do this, she will have permanent and irreversible damage, and we don't know what that's going to look like. And they went, "Sort it out. Just do it. Like, what have we got to lose? Whatever we can try, you know, let's throw everything at it." So they did. And, you know, 3 times in going through this, when I woke up, my right hand was bandaged, my 2 feet were bandaged, my toes were hanging out of the, out of the bandages and they were turning purple. I couldn't move anything. And it was uncertain as to what had happened during that trauma and then what kind of results would be kind of in that recovery. But, you know, not being able to get up. Even though my brain was awake, my body wasn't cooperating. I couldn't scratch my own nose. I couldn't take myself to the toilet. I'm a single mom, and my son was 13 and at the time flown to my bedside, and he'd seen me in ICU on complete life support with 11 liters of fluid in me and something called methylene blue. So I look like a blue Michelin Smurf. Like, this is what you walked in and you saw. And I've seen photos. Like, it's confronting that this was me. But when, you know, he was by my bedside, I was crying and I said, son, I don't know how I'm going going to take care of you. And, you know, like, I don't know what the future holds because I don't know enough about me to know enough about what this journey is going to look like. And you're 13. And he said, Mom, life is 10% what you're given and 90% what you do with it. And that was like a mic drop moment. He was actually quoting Viktor Frankl, you know, The Meaning of Mankind, written in 1938. And I'm like, Where do you get something like that at 13? You know, what was the origin of his thought? But for me, it was kind of a, you know, from the mouth of babes come words of wisdom. It was kind of like him giving me this choice directive that I would internalize because every single night they'd chase my family off at 7 and I'd be on the ward by myself. And my aunt had sent me a text because we're Latinas. We're actually people of color, brown people. And she said, Beyoncé's performed at Coachella. And we're all— we love Latin music and hip-hop, and my son's a rapper and I'm an ex-DJ. So she said, you should check it out. And so I watched it and I watched the full 2 hours of her being the first woman of color at Coachella to perform, which was historical. And so I said to my son, put my AirPods in my ears. I want to watch it again. And so this would go on every single night, and I would, in my head, dance and sing with Beyoncé the entire show. I knew every step. I knew every pop. I knew every note, you know, like, again and again and again. And while I was doing this in my head, I was actually willing my body to return to strength. So in a very short period of time, you know, I was able to use this as something to fixate on. But really, you know, in saying this, about, you know, what it was going to take for me to get to a place that I felt I would love myself enough. Because I have a TEDx talk, and I hope you share the link in this, but that, you know, I talk about how I hadn't been a great person of self-care in my entire life. I'd been a fighter. I'd been a soldier, but I didn't fight for myself enough. And I allowed people, situations to take advantage of me, to put me in very disadvantaged positions. That had I have loved myself enough and honored myself, I would have made different choices. And here I was lying on my back with tubes in my body to handle every bodily function. I had zero agency, Simone.