I was working in a Trauma Unit Friday and Saturday in Detroit and while I saw so much over the weekend, there is only one case that will forever be burned into my memory forever. I'm going to try and not get too graphic with details but I also think it's important to add a couple things to understand just how serious being obese can be.
My shift started at 3pm yesterday and as soon as I stepped foot through the double doors I was called to the Trauma Room where they needed help immediately. A severely obese woman (600lbs) was rushed by ambulance to the hospital because she had stopped breathing but still in fact had a pulse so we had to attempt CPR. Unfortunately we couldn't do chest compressions effectively and she passed away due to complications from being Morbidly Obese. While we cleaned her up after in order to transport we noticed a lot of sores which meant she must have been confined to her bed. There were a LOT of other things I could list also but they may be too graphic and I absolutely do not want to offend anyone here. She was only 55 and had many more years ahead of her to enjoy but her life was cut short tragically. We had to put her in a holding area and wait for her family to come before transporting to the morgue, the saddest thing, no family ever came.
I truly think this was a sign from above and that God must have wanted me to see this because if I hadn't changed, I may have been the one laying there. Not now, but perhaps in the near future. This has changed me forever and I'll never be able to get what I saw out of my mind for as long as I live. I apologize in advance if anyone was offended by this post.