Hi, thank you for reading my message! In September of 2018, I went to my local ER because I was severely dehydrated and had been vomiting for several days. I felt like a boulder was sitting in the middle of my chest. All ten of my fingers were also completely numb. I knew the numbness was due to an electrolyte imbalance because I had experienced this many times over the past 8 years. It always required IV Potassium and/or Magnesium. Potassium and Magnesium are essential to heart function. I told the medical student all of my symptoms and told him about the numbness in my fingers and that I knew that meant my electrolytes were extremely and dangerously low. When he seemed to dismiss the fact that I might know something he didn’t, I told him to check my medical records because I had been treated for that very issue three times in the past year in this hospital. He left the room and came back approximately 15 minutes later with a syringe fułl of medication and said he was giving me something for nausea. This is the last thing I remember. The next three hours have only been told to me by a friend in the room and Doctors who helped save my life. Within seconds of being injected directly into my IV, I said I felt like I was about to pass out a few seconds later I went into complete respiratory and cardiac arrest. The gentleman I was dating at the time was holding my hand when this occurred. After CPR and defibrillation they were able to revive me. I awoke in a procedure room unfamiliar to me and I was paralyzed, unable to move or talk. No one was attending to me although I could hear people all around me. I was petrified! I had NEVER been more scared and all I could do was pray for Gods help and comfort. It was shear horror! I had no idea what was going on and no one even noticed I was awake. Finally, some one came, I could not see them because I could not turn or raise my head. They evidently put me back to sleep. I woke up at 4 am the next day tied to a bed with an intubation tube down my throat. Again, I’m unable to speak or move. I could see my nurse through a window, but she was busy socializing and wasn’t paying attention to me. Again, I’m confused and now in complete horror! However, I’m extremely strong willed and determined. After about an hour, I was able to free my right hand. I could not find a call button anywhere so I did the only thing I could to get someone’s attention! I ranked that tube right out of my throat! Alarms went off everywhere and finally after more than 15 hours I was going to find out what happened to me. WRONG! No one would tell me anything, no one would call my mother, my children or the gentlemen who I was dating. I begged, pleaded and cried. They refused and tied me back down. It wasn’t until 7 am that someone finally tod me part of what happened, that I had one into cardiac arrest and had a cardiac catheter procedure and that the needle was still in my leg and that is why I was tied down. A few hours later, a Cardiologist came to see me. He explained that he had done the cardiac catheter procedure and the good news was that my arteries were beautiful. He had found no cardiac issues and that the cardiac arrest was a result of the medication administered to me by the medical student without checking my electrolytes! My Magnesium was dangerously low and that combined with the medication stopped my heart! He went on to tell me the bad news, I now had cardiac myopathy due to the arrest and my heart was only functioning at 20%. I spent several days in the intensive care unit, then step down and finally a regular acute care room. It’s now almost a year later and I still take a handful of medications everyday and many of which have horrible side effects. The medication I take for arrhythmia causes vision loss and my vision has deteriorated significantly since starting it. I’ve managed to finally get cleared to go back to work and found a job which starts the last week of August and will pay enough for me to afford a small studio apartment. I was forced to give up the apartment I had because I was unable to work all these months. I managed to slowly make my way to a late city where I can get the proper care for my heart. I’ve been hospitalized more than a few times since and my bills just keep growing. I’ve spoken to patient advocates, hospital administrators and attorneys. I’ve gotten zero help from the hospital even though they ultimately caused the problem and now they want to profit from it. This hospital is in a small town in South Alabama and it took me 8 months to even find an attorney who would help me who wasn’t part of the “good ole boys” network. He assures me he can help, but these things take time. Luckily, my car was paid for at the time so I at least have that for now. I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve slepted in it more than a few times. Unfortunately, I had to borrow money against it to survive and pay for my medications that I need to survive. My boys help me as much as they can, but they are just starting out in life as it is. My credit score went from 750 to 520 in a matter of months. Every week it’s another medical collection showing up on my credit and I can’t make money fast enough to fix it. My parents are elderly and my father had a serious stroke in April. They are in no position to solve my problems and should not have to do so. I applied for disability, DENIED! I applied for Social Security, but it’s still hung up in red tape. I’m a smart girl who has led a very blessed life up until September of last year. I raised 3 good young men ALONE, I held a job, I volunteered my time to help others. I’ve tried my best to pay it forward in life and have always willingly helped others. Now, I find that I cannot even help myself. I just need a little help getting back on my feet. I can’t keep couch surfing and sleeping in my car. I need to get settled so I can give 110% to my new job and be an asset to this world again. I’ve never had to ask for money and I’m humiliated to have to do so now. I’m at the end of my rope, I’ve run out of options. Any help would be greatly appreciated and I can promise you I will pass it along by paying it forward again soon.