Sleeping In The Stars

Sleeping In The Stars

Nearly two years ago, I suffered a cardiac arrest. I could have died. For the first time in my 41 years, I faced my mortality; the fear that I could die. The hospital bed seemed a million miles away from my own bed, and even when I got back to my bed, it felt alien,...
Should I be scared to be living?

Should I be scared to be living?

It has been one year since that fateful night. Of course, thanks to the efforts of my quick-thinking, first aid trained husband and son, CPR was administered and I am here to tell the tale. I have learnt an awful lot in the year, but not really about myself. I already...
2017: The best year yet?

2017: The best year yet?

As the Christmas cards fell through the door, there was one reoccurring message: How awful 2017 must have been for me. Yes, suffering a cardiac arrest isn’t the best thing to happen, but it certainly did not define me. After my Dad died in 2013, I realised that...
What I learnt from being critically ill

What I learnt from being critically ill

It’s been a funny few months: Ever since I suffered a cardiac arrest, life has been a little different, to say the least. I’ve done my very best to dust self down, recover and actually just be normal and ordinary. In this post, I thought I’d share...
My Cardiac Arrest and CPR

My Cardiac Arrest and CPR

On Friday 23rd June, an unfamiliar male voice woke me and told me, “Megan, you’re in St George’s, you’ve had a cardiac arrest”. What? As a fit, healthy 41 year old how could this be possible? Only the week before, I had won the Mothers...