“They told me my wife was dead,” Katherine said. “That they were trying to resuscitate her and they were able to get a rhythm back, and then it would go away.”
“They were able to revive me enough that my heart would beat on its own again, and then I would die again,” Rebecca said. “I died three times. When I woke up, I didn’t have my leg. But I woke up.”
A lack of circulation while Rebecca’s heart stopped beating caused severe tissue damage and left doctors no choice but to amputate her left leg. When she awoke from the surgery, Rebecca saw a familiar sight.
As an 8-gallon blood donor and OneBlood phlebotomist, Rebecca understood the lifesaving importance of the bag of red liquid hanging beside her hospital bed.