Life with an Unknown Disease
So after my stroke scare a few Saturdays ago, I got a little reality shot into my veins, really kind of shoved into my face a little too forcefully for my general easy-going demeanor. I used to call it living my life while many of you would call it ignorance, and you would be right, because I am a little stubborn when it comes to certain things. And by stubborn I mean stupid.
I got an email that Monday morning after my incident with details on what it means to suffer a TIA and how it can precede real strokes which could have the opportunity to really do some damage. As in that warning could have been for an even bigger stroke which could really be catastrophic. I started to think of how shitty it would be to be trapped inside your own body and not able to tell people you were there, like I felt in some ways on Saturday. Being aware and not having the words able to come out of my mouth how I intended was a new kind of voicelessness I really want to avoid.
Even two days later, I was still feeling a little off center of ...
