I was in a coma for 4 days due to due severe pneumonia. It was very weird. I went to the ER because I was really sick and I started coughing up blood and then couldn't breathe. They rushed me onto oxygen but it was starting to be too late, it was like everything was shutting down just as I got there. They put that breathing tube down my throat and some other choice things and then in the beginning I was drifting in and out of like a light, light sleep-I could hear everything, but I couldn't respond. But then the nurses started talking about how bad my case was and making it sound like I was going to die and I started thrashing around, so they gave me morphine which really knocked me out. Then later i realized that some of my friends were in the room and I could hear them talking but it was always like I had to wake myself up, but no one ever knew that I could hear them or sense them. And my eyes wouldn't open. Sometimes people would be talking as though I was already dead, and I'd start trying to scream but nothing would happen, then one of my friends said a really bit*chy thing about me (Can you believe it!!) and I grabbed out for her! But I was still like unconcious. It was very strange and really scary, because I KNEW I was going to be ok, yet everyone kept talking about how I was dying. Then I'd get upset and they'd give me more morphine, and I can remember that everytime I had more morphine I would have these vivid nightmares which would upset me more and then they'd give me more morphine!!! It was just a horrible viscious circle. I started taking my breathing tube out to get out of there and they tied my arms down. The whole thing was not the peaceful, oh look she's just resting/sleeping experience that you would imagine. I would like to think that I changed my life a bit. After I got out of the hospital (10 days later) I vowed not to take things so personally, not to be petty about things, to try to appreciate every moment. But then, my first day home, that "friend" who insulted me in the coma? she came over and of course didn't know I could hear her and she just acted like she was still my best friend, so I didn't get off to a very good start! My advice if you ever know someone who's in a coma is to be really gentle and comforting with them and touch them, that bothered me the most. My husband, my son were afraid to hug me or anything and I was just dying to be held or comforted. There were definate times when I was completely out, I wouldn't have heard anyone, but it would have been nice in the other times to have heard people talking TO me rather than about me!
2006-12-09 22:06:16
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answered by Sidoney 5
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Acoma is the name of an indian tribe in New Mexico, the acoma indians have he distinction of being the oldest continuously inhabited community in the United States.
2006-12-09 21:56:04
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answered by fl_lopez 3
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ACOMA
- A PLACE TO GO BACK TO -
Text and Photos Jay W. Sharp
The storm came in the spring of that year, during the day, when all the people except for three ill women and a caretaker boy had descended from their pueblo atop Katzimo Mesa by way of Ladder Rock to plant corn, squash and beans in their communal fields in the surrounding desert plain. The storm struck with cosmic fury. Lightning ripped the sky, the thunder sounding like a duel of cannons. The rain – cascades of water – issued from the clouds. Runoff scoured drainages.
The mesa-top village threatened to collapse, and the caretaker boy descended Ladder Rock through the fury of the storm to summon help. Just as he reached the bottom, "…he felt the ground quiver beneath his feet," said Charles Lummis, a journalist who recorded the story in the late nineteenth century, "A strange rushing sound filled his ears: and whirling about, he saw the great Ladder Rock rear, throw its head out from the cliff, reel there in instant in mid-air, and then go toppling out into the plain like some wounded Titan… The Ladder Rock had fallen—the unprecedented flood had undermined its sandy bed."
After the storm, the people discovered, to their horror, that their mesa top home – a desert refuge – had been cut off. It – and the three ill women who had stayed behind that stormy day – now lay as far beyond reach as the mountains of the moon. Katzimo had become what Adolph Bandelier, a nineteenth century anthropologist and historian, would call "…a towering isolated mesa with vertical sides several hundred feet in height and utterly inaccessible…"
The people had no choice but to abandon their pueblo and the three women. They decided to move a few miles west, to the top of another mesa, another natural citadel in the desert, where they would construct a new village around a few natural ponds, break new fields in the surrounding plain and rebuild their lives after the storm. As they left the forlorn and eroded desert floor below Katzimo, they could hear the pleading but hopeless calls of the three women stranded on the mesa top. That mournful event happened a long time ago, early in the second millennium, and it seared a permanent and painful place in the tribal memory.
A New Life
The people began construction of their new pueblo, which they would call Acoma, the "People of the White Rock," and they would rely on their cultural roots to anchor their new lives.
Now, had you asked about a coma I could tell you even more.
2006-12-09 21:38:17
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answered by Why Bother 1
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ask someone who lives in acoma
if i plan a vacation to acoma ill fill ya in on info about the trip.
hope this helps
2006-12-09 23:31:23
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answered by Anonymous
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I was in one.. I was sick in ICU. I almost died. I was dreaming a lot. I was running a lot. I almost died in that state. When I woke up, I saw life as frail, easy to break. I was not a very nice person, Did not feel the rules applied to me at all. But the rules are there for a reason. I learned that everyone has problems, and we should be sensitive to that. I no longer have road rage, I stopped rushing. and I pay attention to details.
2006-12-09 21:49:18
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answered by lynnn30 4
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I did whilst i replaced into around 12 or 13. i replaced into at this interior sight swimming pool interior, and the air replaced into warm and that i hadn't eaten in hours i don't know why and swiftly i fainted and collapsed to the floor. All i will remember replaced into that each thing began to reddish black and my face went all crimson warm. Gosh knows how long i replaced into out yet next factor you know i replaced into exterior with paramedics and running shoes/swimming coaches etc. Wasn't the 1st time, the 2d replaced into on the city at a close-by save comparable factor i collapsed.
2016-10-14 09:34:14
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answered by ? 4
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What if I was in one and no one ever told me. I just woke up in my bed like usual except I had amnesia of several weeks' or years' time but everyone around me is instructed to tell me it's the year 2006 even if it's really some other year.
2006-12-09 21:47:58
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answered by Anonymous
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I have never been in a coma. I do not know what they see or feel. My uncle was in one though and said that he dreamed the whole time and never heard us talking to him. It didn't change his life. Unfortunatley he continued abusing drugs and is now in rehab
2006-12-09 21:37:06
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answered by ashleighshea1982 3
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I was in a coma...but you were asking about acoma.
2006-12-09 21:42:44
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answered by Anonymous
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comma is like a sleep!!but it can take a longer period!!you can see dreams!!but you cannot feel anything or anyone arround you!!i had a film about people who had been taken in a short death during comma!!and then recovered to our world!!they said they were so happy!!dont worry about it!!
2006-12-09 21:39:41
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answered by donia f 4
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