On the 19th I went to Hapuna Beach. I got in the water, swam past a few local boys (with bodyboards), and went out about 20 yards to start my swim. At one point, however, I became extremely disoriented (I believe my blood sugar had dropped severely, which can cause that effect). I remember flailing around in the water, and even though I always wear my swim fins, I still could not get oriented, or figure out what was up or down. I kept getting knocked over by these (extremely small, but choppy) waves. The last thing I remember was seeing water above my head, and some bubbles going up. Apparently (well, “obviously”, since I’m still here) someone then pulled me out of the water (it was one or more of the boys), and then called 911.
Next thing I remember were the sounds of being in an EMT ambulance, with an oxygen mask on my face. Eventually we ended up at North Hawaii Community Hospital, emergency room. They worked on me and eventually I was transferred to an ICU room.
When I got there, I was told my oxygen level had dropped to 72% (normally mine is 98%) (and they call that “acute hypoxia”), so they wanted to keep me there in ICU for observation overnight, and keep me on the oxygen. Eventually, after about 18 hours in the ICU, I was able to keep my oxygen level at 95-97% without any added oxygen. So at that point, they released me to the loving hands (and car) of Tom and Gordana.
Since I had NO clothes (I only was wearing my surf shorts, which the EMT people had to cut off my body), T&G brought me temporary wear, and took me back to Hapuna parking lot to get my car (and my own clothes, which I always carry extra in my travel bags).
Bottom line, I was okay. Although very, very tired.
I was informed that I was found floating face down, and I believe they said the local boys pulled me out of the water. And although my oxygen level had dropped significantly, I never completely stopped breathing and my heart did not stop beating.
All I can say is, there are many things I’m grateful for about this, the boys in the water, the EMT people, the hospital staff, T&G, and Beverly, who was a communicator for me at one point.
I do not recall seeing any “white lights” or anything like that. But I do know that in some way, this was likely a major turning point in this journey here on planet Earth. Perhaps it was an upgrade… who knows.
And mahalo to all who sent their Light and Love and support during the past few days. I am very grateful to all of you.