Tory Pereira- Sepsis Survivor
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Wednesday, February 1, 2017 will mark one year since I survived Septic Shock. It’s been a year and I still have not solved the mystery of how my duodenum perforated that night in San Diego. I do not let this deter me from the progress I have made in the last year. My friends and I are calling February 1st my Revival Day, but it’s more than just me surviving. February 1st represents the day my life changing journey began.
The trauma I endured is what made me who I am today. I enjoy living a healthy and holistic lifestyle giving my body the tender, love and care it needs to fully recover. My relationship with God is stronger than ever. December 18, 2016 was the magical day I was baptized by my good friend Skyler Frazier at Compassion Christian Church. Compassion has welcomed me into their church with open arms and loving hearts! I am so blessed to be apart of the Statesboro Compassion Family.
My accident is what brought me to my passion which is. For those who don’t know, SAU stands for Sepsis Awareness United. The nonprofit organization two of my friends and I have started to raise awareness for sepsis and help fund for early detection of sepsis in hospitals. I believe I survived because I have a purpose on this beautiful Earth. I have prayed and prayed and I truly believe my purpose is to become a strong advocate for sepsis. I want to raise awareness of sepsis to the world and let sepsis survivors know they are not alone.
Above are the founders of Sepsis Awareness United. Will Dickman, Tory Pereira and Kevin Ulmer.
At my one year mark I finally feel like a whole person again! Since the first day I woke up and saw the monster 15 inch incision going down my tummy, I thought of myself as two halves being held together by staples. My scar is a painful trigger reminder for me so I never looked at it, much less touch it. When I left the hospital at the end of February until August I could count on two hands how many times I touched my stomach. It still felt like my organs were on the outside of my body and I was nothing less than fragile. Now, just a year out I can proudly say today when I put lotion on I rub it all over my belly including my scar!
I am very blessed that I am not suffering any worse repercussions than I have. Most sepsis survivors and septic shock survivors deal with more severe aftereffects such as amputations, or dialysis for life. My cognitive abilities have been hindered due to the lack of oxygen my brain wasn’t receiving (for nearly 8 minutes) during my cardiac arrest. I have started to get used to my “new normal” I call life after sepsis.
My neurologist made the analogy to me, my brain is like a flower now, I have to water it for it to grow. He made this analogy because the results from my MRI, shows my brain is the equivalence of a 65 year old’s brain. The problems I deal with cognitively scare me, because I know the knowledge I had before and can see the regressed state I am working to come out of now. I know that I will never fully be my old self but for that I am thankful because my new chance to look at life has given me direction and meaning like I have never had before. Thank you guys so much for reading, please share along to your friends and stay tuned for my next post!
Peace and Love,