This time of year always reminds me of the time I almost died, being that Mother's day and my daughter's birthday was just last month. When I was seven months pregnant with my daughter, I was diagnosed with Oligohydramnios. In other words, my amniotic fluid was dangerously low. As soon as this was discovered, my doctor immediately put me on bed rest.
Everything stopped. My daily walks on the boardwalk, my trips to the corner bodega for my favorite decaf iced mocha coffee. The only thing I was happy about stopping was my job! Being pregnant and standing all day sucked! It was just me, daytime TV and reruns of Martin.
I had to go to the hospital three times a week to monitor my amniotic fluids until I gave birth. No matter how much the doctors told me I needed to relax, I was always stressed and worried. I've spent many nights up worrying, wondering how things would turn out. This wasn't my first pregnancy and my others ended in miscarriage. I was scared and rightfully so.
I did this for the next three months then the day came. I was sitting on our bed in our tiny little room and I felt the first contraction. I kept it to myself until I felt the third contraction. That's when I told my hubby it's time! Of course he tried to play it down and say my contractions were false labor (he wasn't ready!). Even though I was three days past my due date. After five minutes arguing with him he was convinced I was in labor and called the cab.
Once at the hospital, everything was going smoothly and they said I would be giving birth within an hour or so. Eighteen hours later, still in labor, my intuition told me something was wrong. Next thing you know, the doctors came in and told me they were going to start prepping for a C-section because I wouldn't dilate.
Five minutes later, this happened:
- The baby's heart monitor went flatlined.
- My blood pressure dropped drastically.
- I started to see stars.
- I felt like I was falling backwards.
- Everything went black.
The next thing I knew I was in the hallway being rolled into surgery and the doctor saying "we almost lost her". I fell back asleep and woke up to the sound of my baby crying. It turned out I had a negative reaction to the medicines they were giving me to prep for surgery. Even though it seems small, I did almost die and so did my baby. My blood pressure dropped to 63/40 and my baby's heart stopped beating for 1 1/2 minutes. As I write this I am in tears, the fact that we are alive is still a complete miracle to me!
After this whole ordeal was over, I had a whole new perspective on life. I was no longer scared of death. I was extremely grateful to be alive. I was extremely grateful to have a baby. I took this near-death experience as a second chance, a chance to live life to the fullest. This was one of the reasons I decided never to work for anyone else again and stay home to raise my daughter!
Now that you know the backstory, here's what almost dying taught me about business. There were many lessons that came from this experience but these are the top two.
- Life is short, so you might as well be doing what you love: Even though the first business I started wasn't exactly what I love doing, I love working from home and I love making my own hours. Most of all I love being able to work with my baby on my lap. All of this led to me doing what I love today. Always do what you love! If at first you can not grasp what exactly it is that you love, go for a business that will allow you to live a life you love!
I never told this story before but I am now in the hopes that my story will help you! If you get one thing out of this article, I hope that it's to live your life without fear because fear is what holds us back. We don't need anything holding us back, we should freely pursue and create a life we love!
Maryanne Elizabeth is an Online Business Coach who helps female entrepreneurs get to the next level of their business without fear, stress, or overwhelm. You can discover more about her and how she can help you at MaryanneElizabeth.com