In 2004 I became (at the age of 45) left-sided paralyzed by a stroke.
For something like that you are totally not prepared. Especially not on the effects of a stroke.
I had a deep valley to climb, anything, but you have to relearn everything, talking, swallowing, chewing, moving, walking, dressing, cooking (for the lucky among us that the weather might all learn ... ) and you continue moving in a wheelchair.
Then the next phase of your life, goodbye.
Say goodbye to your loved one home, your car, photography ( I miss this the most), your job and sometimes friends.

My story:
I had a stroke that was not recognized as such, even though I called my doctor and said to him  I had a brain hemorrhage. Their I was fobbed off with "oh no, it's not a stroke, it's a migraine attack or an anxiety attack BUT A STROKE NO THAT IS NOT POSSIBLE". While I was having it: blood did flow under my skull (this feels warm and wet, very frightening). I went outside to get some are air(got nauseous, and went outsite. In panic I called my neighbour to come over. My neighbor who came to me and who later phoned the doctor again. They  first brought me to the Canisius Hospital; The NEXT DAY they brought me to another hospital Radboud Hospital (specialized), where they operated me.
To many mistakes were made.

enemaration:
2 Infarcts, over which severe cramps in the brains because the blood that was there.
The second cramp disabled, me.
I also had meningitis (my family had to fear the worst), 5 procedures (including at least three anesthetics) in seven weeks and a sixth after six months because a drain was inserted incorrectly.

I had constantly pain, vomited because of that 3 liters bile in my stomach. I was told by the nurses in the clinic that I was a poseur, while I vomited green bile in my food. And one time they came with the dirty plate asking if I wanted to eat further.
The question is if someone else as what I have been through had come so far, so please do not complain.
t is unfortunate that sometimes an individual may consider that I have done not my best of rehabilitation.
I am not waiting for this

But each stroke runs differently.
The worst of it: are spring changes in the character (I admit I have them), most patients find that they themselves don't have it. It seems to me that bat habbits grow worser.
After that the chronic fatigue.




Of course, much more happened. But this is my story in a rapid speed.
I have more one support than the criticism.

Meanwhile I have a very good solid relationship, which I now despite my disability makes me happier now if I ever was when I was healthy.
Don't feel sorry for me . But support is allowed. I consider myself as a lucky one: other side and I could not have talked, had to learn lefthanded, My taste would have been ruined, and so on and on