Surviving Sepsis. How am I still here?

I'm not sure how I got here, but I'm here. I am officially six months past almost dying from sepsis. When you survive a medical trauma like I did, there is a lot to process. People don't understand it. They don't understand why you are still talking about it. People especially don't get "why aren't you better yet." I got that remark this week. "Really, Leah? You are still seeing specialists?"

Yes, I am. Because my story is complex. And I am just now processing what happened to me, working through my medical files, reading about that week. Since nobody wants to listen to me ramble...maybe I should go back to the basics. It is time to go back to what I know. Writing. Writing never lets me down.

So if you want to follow this journey of a forty-something gal who is writing to process the most traumatic event of my life...you are in the right place. If nobody ever reads this but me? That's ok, too.