Sally (46:50)
Yeah. So I, yeah, was just eating one saltine when it was time to take my medicine, and then a sip of water with the medicine, and that's all I would have. And so I remember one time my sister brought in a. A loaf of bread to me and I screamed at her because I did not even want to see the food. And I couldn't watch videos of people in cars. I couldn't watch videos of cars driving. I couldn't watch movies that had, like, lots of moving things in them. And this was in January. Well, I ended up getting. Getting to the doctor. Finally, at the end of January, I was feeling a little bit better and I was able to go to the doctor. And she did a test for me about a vestibular issue in which she prescribed Me with called benign proximital positional vertigo. So that's when you lay down at night and everything starts spinning. Okay. And so the test was positive, but really it was just my anxiety. But we didn't know that at the time. So I was like, oh, my gosh. Freaking out. And I told her, I was like, is physical therapy gonna make me sick? And as a doctor, she had to tell me the truth. So she was like, there's, you know, a chance. There's always a chance. So you could not even say the words physical therapy to me without me having a real true panic attack anytime. Like, truly any. Anytime anyone uttered those words, I couldn't handle it. So the PT was calling me over and over, hey, like, we're trying to get you on the schedule. I would. I stopped answering them. I was like, no, I'm not doing this. So finally I get directed to an audiologist. I was having full blown panic attack in the audiologist office. I could barely do the hearing test because I was scared that was going to make me dizzy. Everything that I did, I was scared that it was going to make me dizzy. So she wasn't able to get accurate results on anything. And I kept going back and back, but she just couldn't get results with the way I was acting. But I couldn't control it. You know, it was just fight or flight mode because I would turn into a 12 year old every single time. When I was literally 20, not even 12, like an 8 year old, and I was 20 years old acting like this. So I was like, okay, do I have some like, weird disease, like schizophrenia or something? So that's when I started playing Dr. Google. And every time I would look up a symptom, I would convince myself I had whatever disease that came up. So, you know, I had brain cancer. I had like cell disorders, autoimmune disorders in my head. I'd convinced myself of this. And so at this point, I was two months into isolation and I genuinely, like, started feeling myself go insane. I started going into a deep dive of God because I really thought that, you know, if I just asked, if I just asked God, I would receive a miracle and a snap. And I didn't because I was still on this floor. And I would literally sit there and beg God to make it stop. And it wouldn't. So I would just constantly do my research of, you know, why does God perform miracles on some people and not on others? Well, then I got on a bad side of like, TikTok social media of like, if you're experiencing something like that you are not for God, and you're, like, associated with the devil. And so I just lose it because I've been a Christian my whole life, and I would always just assume that I was a good Christian and that I was going to get into heaven. Well, then I start having dreams that, like, the devil is attacking me. And it. These dreams became so constantly repeated that I learned how to, like, rebuke the devil in my dreams because my mind was, like, trying to latch onto something, or I don't know if that's what it was, but it was just so weird. And so then I started cutting myself to, like, try and, you know, not think about the dizziness, not think about the religious fear that I had. And so, like, I just had cuts everywhere. And eventually I knew I had to stop because that can't be a coping mechanism. So I got a notepad that my dad had gotten me for the mental hospital, and I started using drawing as a coping mechanism. I would stick a pencil into that paper and just draw as hard as I could, and I would fill out the pages and fill them out. And when I was having panic attacks, that would help me a whole lot. And then I just started kind of getting crazier and crazier, having these, like, weird delusions. And I remember one time or one of these days, I walked out and I just sat outside, and I was like, okay, God, if you're real, show me. And I just sat out there for, like, 10 minutes, completely convinced that, like, God himself was going to come down and stand on the ground and be like, hey, Sally, I'm here. And I wasn't seeing that. And then, like, I convinced myself it was so weird. Like, I was, like, looking at the trees, and I was like, oh, my gosh, like, God is revealing himself to me, like, in the trees and in the grass and in the bugs. And, like, I felt like I was, like, rising into, like, my angelic self, which is funny because this sounds like a manic episode of, like, religious delusion or whatever you call it. I don't know. And I texted my mom, and I was like, mom, God's not real. Like, before I started seeing this. And she was, like, trying to calm me down, and she was like, no, like, you know, Sally, you're just anxious, and da, da, da. And I was like, no, he's not, and Satan is going to get me and I'm going to die. And I saw this thing online, and it was kind of one of the only things that helped me and it said, if you believe that Satan is real, why, why wouldn't you believe that God is real? Because Satan's a fallen angel. So anyways, yeah, I went outside and have that, had that divine intervention. And I texted my pastor and I was like, hey, I want to get baptized. Like, I just found my testimony. Like, God just saved me right here. And I mean, it's just funny kind of to look back because I was really and truly trying to latch on anything I could that would tell me that this was, you know, going to be over pretty soon. So I started watching testimonies because I was trying to find anywhere I could to believe that God was real. Because after that little divine intervention, I went right back into the God's not real, and I don't know how to prove that he's real. So I started looking up testimonies and I started looking up like podcasts. And funny enough, that loophole led me to yours, but that'll be later on. And I would just try and find, and I found near death experiences, and so I would binge watch those. And I was always just kind of jealous of those people that they actually got to, you know, like, see what it was like after we died. And on one of those testimonies, the guy in the beginning said, hey, put your name and number. You know, there's a survey down below and we will connect you with someone who can talk to you about God, like, if you need it. It's like a religious crisis hotline. So I ended up calling it and this lady talked to me, you know, for about two hours, just about everything, but it just still hadn't convinced me. And it was so weird. And finally I went on Reddit, of all places, and looked up, up Reddit slash Christianity. And I was able to kind of, you know, I wrote out a whole message and people kind of like were able to talk to me more of a language that I would understand. And I finally snapped out of it. All of that was happening in February. Well, at the beginning of March, out of nowhere, I got a pain in my back. And I wake up at like 5 in the morning and I was like, oh, no, like, it's fine, you know, I'm probably about to start my period. Well, I wake up at nine in the morning in the most excruciating pain I've ever felt in my life in my lower back. So I had started texting my mom and I had started texting my mom's boyfriend because he had become a really big support system for me. He was there for me. He took me to every single doctor appointment. I would spam text him when I was getting panic attacks because he stayed up later than my mom. And for some reason, spam texting was a really big help for me. So I'd be like, help, help, help. There would be like a hundred messages. But it helped me kind of express my feelings and get that anxiety out, that side note. Anyways, so I call my stepdad and I was like, hey, I'm having really, really bad back pain. What is going on? I need to go to the hospital. And that was crazy for me to say because I never voluntarily went to the doctors, let alone the ER where there could be people vomiting. So I go out and my brother's in the living room, and I'm like, james, I don't know what to do. What do I do? And he was like, you're just having, you know, cramps. Like, both of them had told me to just stretch out while I start stretching makes it worse. And I was like, oh, my gosh, I'm going to throw up. And so I text Mark, take me to the hospital right now. So he comes over, I grab a whole trash can and five amesis bags. And those are those bags that they have at the hospital that you can throw up in. And we get to the first. We go to an emergency room about 30 minutes away from home, and we go in and I start screaming, somebody sedate me. And they end up doing, like. They take me back to the room, and I'm literally like, I just want to curl up on the cold old Dr. Floor. I didn't care about germs or anything, which was huge for me because obviously I'm a hypochondriac. And so they come in and I keep saying, give me Zofran. Give me Zofran. Because I forgot to mention that I started taking both Zofran and my first anti nausea medicine I was taking was Compazine. And Compazine was really good. But then I started getting these tongue spasms, so, like, my tongue would not stop moving in my mouth. It was the weirdest thing ever. So they switched me to promethazine. And those two really helped. Yeah, helped lessen my anxiety. But I was still, you know, not right doing well. I was taking up to like 5, 6 Zofrans a day, when really you should only be taking one to a week. So anyways, like, I'm begging them to pump me with Zofran. I'm like, I'm gonna throw up. Whatever. So they were like, first we're gonna give you morphine. Well, morphine is sometimes known for making people sick for it being too aggressive. She pumped it into me, and I started getting that feeling in your throat. And I was like. I remember crying. And then all of a sudden, because I knew it was about to happen, but I kept swallowing and swallowing, and my body had been so used to holding back stomach bugs that I was able to stop myself from throwing up. And they pumped me with Zofran and then two medicines. All of a sudden, I'm awake at. It's. At that point, it was 9:30 in the morning. In a snap, I was awake. It was midnight, and I was in a hospital bed at the big hospital in San Antonio. And I had asked my mom what happened. So I ended up peeing. It was cr. Like, it was all blood, straight blood. And so they had to operate on me twice. I had a kidney stone that had lodged in my urethra. Completely backed up the infection into my kidney and then into my bladder. So it was a triple infection. And I had somehow avoided throwing up, which is insane, because people don't not throw up when they have kidneys. Yeah.