Hey guys. It had been a long time since I wrote a post here.
So for those who don't know, I had suffered from a stroke on May 28th and I didn't even know about it. How? That is because I had it in my sleep. Freaky.
So apparently, I spent the next three days not giving a second care of what had happened to me purely because I didn't know what had happened, I don't know, I'm not a doctor. I lived my life normally, with the left side of my body totally weak and incapable of walking or gripping. It was just my family and my professor and his wife who took me to the hospital on Friday when my 'food poisoning' tact wasn't convincing to them.
Apparently, the doctors don't know the reason of a stroke, so we all are on the same page. However, we do know that the stroke occurred in the deep part of my brain, and it missed most of the coordination parameters of my body, ie, being significant that it is, it hasn't affected my cognitive ability, or has affected my speech, vision, hearing, taste etc. I had to undergo a million tests, from blood work to ECG to TEE to loads of ultrasounds; thankfully all were negative. Though my initial CAT scan was negative too, subsequent CAT scans were negative too, only the MRI showed it was a stroke. Apparently, no blood vessel was blocked to my brain, and I don't have a hole in my heart, there seems to be a blood clot that traveled to the right pons of my brain through somewhere (no head injury) and caused the stroke. Most people are surprised, with no fault of theirs, to believe I had a stroke this young while I was completely active and normal for 20 years of my life. Surprising how things work.
Currently, I'm in rehab to 'fix' the left side of my body, amongst a lot of older brave souls who have had a stroke or some neurological episode and are trying to get back to their normal lives to their children or their dogs.
I'm grateful and would like to thank all the people and friends who have supported me, or have prayed for me during this time. I would especially like to thank the staff of AnMed Hospital in Anderson for the care they provided me. A special mention, in no particular order, to Maureen, the head nurse at the hospital, to Sarthak Gupta and Anshul Goel for spending their nights in the hospital with me when none of my family was here, and to my dad, who flew across in the Atlantic, changing his plans and schedule to meet me at this period.
So for those who don't know, I had suffered from a stroke on May 28th and I didn't even know about it. How? That is because I had it in my sleep. Freaky.
So apparently, I spent the next three days not giving a second care of what had happened to me purely because I didn't know what had happened, I don't know, I'm not a doctor. I lived my life normally, with the left side of my body totally weak and incapable of walking or gripping. It was just my family and my professor and his wife who took me to the hospital on Friday when my 'food poisoning' tact wasn't convincing to them.
Apparently, the doctors don't know the reason of a stroke, so we all are on the same page. However, we do know that the stroke occurred in the deep part of my brain, and it missed most of the coordination parameters of my body, ie, being significant that it is, it hasn't affected my cognitive ability, or has affected my speech, vision, hearing, taste etc. I had to undergo a million tests, from blood work to ECG to TEE to loads of ultrasounds; thankfully all were negative. Though my initial CAT scan was negative too, subsequent CAT scans were negative too, only the MRI showed it was a stroke. Apparently, no blood vessel was blocked to my brain, and I don't have a hole in my heart, there seems to be a blood clot that traveled to the right pons of my brain through somewhere (no head injury) and caused the stroke. Most people are surprised, with no fault of theirs, to believe I had a stroke this young while I was completely active and normal for 20 years of my life. Surprising how things work.
Currently, I'm in rehab to 'fix' the left side of my body, amongst a lot of older brave souls who have had a stroke or some neurological episode and are trying to get back to their normal lives to their children or their dogs.
I'm grateful and would like to thank all the people and friends who have supported me, or have prayed for me during this time. I would especially like to thank the staff of AnMed Hospital in Anderson for the care they provided me. A special mention, in no particular order, to Maureen, the head nurse at the hospital, to Sarthak Gupta and Anshul Goel for spending their nights in the hospital with me when none of my family was here, and to my dad, who flew across in the Atlantic, changing his plans and schedule to meet me at this period.
