I am new to this site. Just a little bit of back ground. I am 34 years old. In June of this year I was diagnosed with a tumor behind my eye which meant that my brain is not releasing the fluids. So the specialist said that I must go for a operation to put in a shunt, I was very scared of doing it I had the feeling that I will not survive the operation, eventually my family talked me in to go for the operation. In July they operated on me. Everything was going wonderful I felt like a new person, however everything changed a week after the operation.
The second night I was at home I was still unable to move around and to do things on my own. The night I told my husband I am not feeling too well. When I finally get to sleep something weird happens. I saw my grandfather (he passed away some 8 years ago) in the corner of my room he was standing there with tears in his eyes. I immediately woke up I was feeling very bad. I was sweating a lot. My head was killing me. I asked my husband if he saw my grandfather, he said no I told him about what I saw and said maybe it is the pain medication that is working or something. By the time it was morning I was so sick that he rushed me to hospital at the hospital they took my vitals my blood pressure was very low. Due to the fact that they don't have any beds in hospital they sent me home telling us that if my situation gets worse I must come back. So we went home I got so bad that my bp was at 40/26. As I was sleeping my grandfather appeared again in the same corner of the room, he was looking at me and for the first time I felt calmness coming over me. And I heard him clearly saying its not my time to go I must hang in there everything will be okay.
What happened after that they had to do an emergency operation the shunt had a problem. The doctor saw me after everything was over and he said it is a miracle that I am still alive.
I believe that my grandfather was looking out for me this whole time.
Thank you for reading my story.