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I was given a 50/50 chance, if I made it through the night. After childbirth, I was bleeding out…severe complications on my fifth baby. I was not expected to live, the family called in to say their goodbyes, but I fought. I was not done. I was not done living, not done raising my kids, not done creating a life for myself or family. I came back to life after a few days of horrible statistics of living. Not coherent after the operation but give me a few days and I came back…back to finish my place on this earth, back to raise my children, my baby. Back to life…