My Hemorrhagic Stroke
Hey everyone. This is copied from a Facebook post of mine on the one year anniversary of my stroke, and recounts what I remember happening. I was at work, which luckily was at a hospital:
I remember being at work that morning, on a smoke break with a co-worker when I started to feel "off". I was able to take two elevators down to our ER where I explained what I was feeling as best as I could. They got me in a room on a bed and started checking me out, and I just remember everything starting to slip away from me. There was no pain felt... the best way I can even begin to describe what I was feeling would maybe be like the edges of a funhouse mirror where the image begins to break up? I still don't believe that's an accurate representation because it was the weirdest thing. Once they began wheeling me to radiology to get a better look at what they were dealing with, I lost all sense of what was going on. I don't remember anything from that point until maybe a month later, and it's been the road to recovery since. So lucky to still be here, and am grateful for every second.
