The Stroke Story Category

Needing to update

Adam and I spent the next two weeks figuring out what I would and wouldn’t need help with. Neither of us would have guessed that it would be more than half a year before I would be able to get around without help or some level of supervision. Until then, life would be a series […]

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Parties and cheers

Adam turned the car onto the street. That moment was the first time I’d left the hospital without medical staff in quite quite a while. I recognized various buildings and street names, but felt as though I couldn’t remember why I knew them. It was like I knew the places visually, but couldn’t connect those […]

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Going home

The week that I was scheduled to discharge arrived all too slowly, yet all too quickly. I was terrified. I had some neuropsychological tests, scheduled over several days, to complete before my discharge. The tests were like parts of traditional IQ tests and part of some other, random, test. I did well overall, but couldn’t […]

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Wake me up, please?

The day of the phenol injections arrived quickly. I was helped onto a bed and wheeled downstairs to the surgery room. Adam, thankfully, insisted on going with me. I rolled onto my stomach when instructed to and focused on Adam’s face though the bed rails. I gripped tightly to his hand when they began the […]

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Waiting

I couldn’t help being a little confused – no one had actually looked at me and said, ‘You had a stroke.’ If someone did, it must have been back when I was still out of it and don’t remember. Because of that, I didn’t fully understand why I was in the hospital or what had […]

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Buddies

One weekend, Angel, Galvin and Brodie came with Heather to visit me during lunch. I had resigned myself to the fact that I wouldn’t be able to keep from eating in public and felt a bit more at ease about the prospect. Heather’s weekly visits had become one of few constants in my life at […]

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Essentially, time travel

I don’t remember a lot about inpatient rehab, but I cherish the memories I do have. It’s a unique experience to have, and I consider myself lucky to have had and lived through it – the stroke, I mean. I’ve met so many incredible people, patients and others alike, and wouldn’t have had the opportunity […]

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Starting over

A week of the apocalypse and living off of cheese rations (anyone who knows me also knows that I’m totally okay with cheese rations) followed, with short interruptions from reality. I remember a trip to the MRI machine, looking up and seeing Crystal, Heather and Angel talking about a sandwich, Kat and Erick standing in […]

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So, here we go.

It’s been forever since I tried blogging anything. Like two years sort of forever. Seven months later Today marks five months and eleven days since my brain got a tad choked up by a pesky little clot that didn’t last long, but turned my life upside down. As you can see, I didn’t finish the […]

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