Tory Pereira- Sepsis Survivor
Copyright © 2015
In June 2016, 4 months after my accident the last thing my body felt was “normal.” I was still very weak but at this point I could at least pour myself a glass of milk. My organs felt like they were floating on the outside of my stomach. My legs were so small they were as round as a quart sized milk jug, to me I felt like I was walking on toothpicks and I could snap any minute. I was eating a lot throughout the day but I knew it was going to take a while for my weight to stick on me again. In June I weighed 110 pounds and was 9% body fat.
Since I relearned how to walk in the hospital, I walked everyday. That was my way of gaining my strength back. I could only walk a lap or two a day then after a few months I worked my way up to a mile. That was very exciting!
When I moved back to Statesboro I would walk on Gentilly Trail. In college I always jogged on this trail so one day during my walk, I wanted to see if I was physically able to. I tried to jog, took one step and that was all my body could handle. My stomach was so heavy, I thought my organs were going to rip through my scar. I was so fragile, I felt like my legs were going to snap from under me. I was so sad, I started crying right there on the trail. Since I was a kid and all throughout high school I played basketball and ran track. I was the fastest girl in my school, so not being able to jog broke my heart.
That moment on the trail I gained clarity and I knew I had a long way to go in my recovery. Feeling weak didn’t stop me, it gave me the motivation I needed to work hard daily and not give up. I was on a mission to feel strong and normal again. No matter how hard it was, I ate 6 meals a day. Every day I walked my dog Benz Marley at least a mile and practiced yoga.
Soon I started to see my muscles coming back in, very exciting! I started noticing I could shoot a basketball, I could open the pickle jar, I could carry my own groceries, I was asking for help on simple tasks less and less. I was starting to feel like Tory again!
Practicing yoga on Gentilly Trail!
June 2017, just a year later I was walking on Gentilly Trail and I got the guts to try jogging again. I was nervous but I told Benz Marley with a smile on my face, “Benz baby here goes nothing!” I took one step and then two and I couldn’t stop, I was jogging!!!! That was the GREATEST feeling in the world. I could only jog for a few strides but that was such an improvement from last year!
If my accident and recovery has taught me anything it’s to never give up. Especially when times get hard and you feel like the task at hand is impossible, that’s when you push through even more. Nothing is impossible with determination and a strong will on your side!
Thank y’all so much for reading my Septic Shock Story! It is my passion to raise awareness of this silent killer we call SEPSIS and to help other Sepsis Survivors through their recovery process. I am posting every other week, so I will talk to y’all soon! God Bless :)
Peace and Love,