On May 22, 2013.. I went into status epilepticus. When I was awoken from the induced coma ,something was not right. I stayed in the hospital a week being pumped with antibiotics. By Friday, May 22nd, I was screaming the place down not knowing what was right so they then committed me to the mental health unit. I spent the weekend there. On the 1st of June 2013 the the doctors on duty were on shift. I was instantly tested for clots via d-dimer. It scored in at around 2800. So, off to the hospital I went the following day which was the 2nd of June. I had a doppler which showed no clots in lower leg. On June 4th, I had a VQ scan which is where they found my shower of multiple PEs bilateral both lungs. They lost count, but they think between 60-100. June 7th, I was discharged back to the mental health unit. I would now spend the next ten days sleeping 23 hours a day. I had a couple of trips to A&E and 1 stay but it is a blur, on 15th June i was admitted back to the main hospital due to a HR of 174 and low O2 levels but not so low to need oxygen. I was instantly whisked away to have a storm of blood tests and instantly pumped with God knows what antibiotics. I had septicemia, but I also had many other infections. I cannot tell you what but at one point they were considering 100% isolation ward where they have to wear contamination suits, etc . Finally, on the 3rd of July , I was allowed to go home but this was just the start of a journey with ongoing recovery. There are so many parts I cannot remember. I sometimes have flashbacks and cannot work out if it was real or not. I have to ask my mum for clarification. That is the worst part for me, not being able to remember 8 weeks of my life.