I was told all this, as I do not remember. I was at home and apparently I could not eat or drink, and I lost a lot of weight. My family called an ambulance and I was rushed to A&E, then taken to critical care.
It was when I went back about a year later and was welcomed with open arms. They are all angels, and they saved my life.
I think I just kept laughing at a squirrel running around — but it was delirium, I think.
I saw lots of people walking around, and a nurse was trying to kill me — of course she was not, it was my delirium.
Seeing a naked man in a big window in front of me kicking a football — he was not there, of course. And families in big glass boxes being treated and never being able to go home.
Drifting away and feeling very relaxed and not scared of it at all.
There was a robot that kept coming into my room — it terrified me. But about a year later when I went back, a nurse showed me this robot-like figure. It had been coming in with food. It even had a man's name, but I can't remember it now.
I still do not sleep at night — I only get about two hours if I'm lucky, as I'm scared to sleep in case it all happens again. It is such a terrible thing to go through. I had pneumonia and sepsis. It is always on my mind and I do not have much peace from it all. But I'm here, so thank you ICU for saving my life.