March 13, 2025, marks seven years since my strokes. Seven years since my life changed in ways I never could have imagined. Seven years of challenges, setbacks, healing, and growth. It’s a milestone that brings up a lot of emotions, but more than anything, it reminds me how much I have to be grateful for.… Read More Seven years later, I’m still here and still grateful
The road to recovery is full of detours. I have not updated in so long because there hasn’t been much progress to share. Instead I have regressed a bit since August. After my last post I did a one mile walk and was working on walking independently. Everything was going really well until I started… Read More One step forward, two steps backwards
I’m not sure if anyone noticed that I always mute my videos. I hate how my voice sounds and how slow I speak. But then I was asked to talk in front of a bunch of medical professionals, and I accepted because I figured it would be less embarrassing to do it in front of… Read More Finding My Voicce
How I relearned how to swallow without choking. I remember begging for water because I was so thirsty. I was having trouble swallowing so was only allowed to have one ice cube every every 15 or so minutes to suck on. I would always beg for more, and depending on who was around I usually… Read More The Thirst Was Real
It has been 328 days since the day my heart stopped beating , which prevented oxygen from going to my brain, resulting in damage to my brain aka my brain injury. It feels like it was just yesterday, but also feels like a lifetime has passed since then. And I’m still struggling everyday. I still… Read More Started From The Bottom Now I’m Here
I know I promised quicker updates after the last post. But, once I started typing ( in my case, talk to texting), I realized I had so much to say t I could write a novel! And this is a blog so I have to keep it short-ish and sweet. What I’m going to do… Read More Seeing is believing (in myself)
Read part 1 here When I first woke up, I had no idea where I was. My voice didn’t sound like it was mine. It was raspy and harsh because my vocal cords damaged from the intubation tube. However, that didn’t matter to my family or friends. They were so happy just to… Read More (part 2) – Is this real life?
Imagine waking up in a room connected to wires, tubes and IV’s with no recollection of how you got there; waking up delirious and delusional, seeing the world around you through blurry vision; not being able to move your own body, as if you have no control over it; waking up and seeing people walk… Read More part 1 -What happened? How bad is it?
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