Unlike many people, I cannot equate my story to one moment in time, but rather my story began in October 2013. Simply getting out of bed one morning, I felt a pop in my neck and a shooting pain in
I went out for St. Patrick's day as normal 30 somethings are known to do. After a few drinks I started to feel very nauseous, I called my fiance and asked him to get me.
My stroke was my own fault! Check your blood pressure, manage your diet! Did I do these things before the stroke? No. So the result was, in retrospect, entirely predictable.
My name is Kirsten Hutchinson and I currently live in Fairbanks, Alaska. At approximately 10pm on Saturday, February 4, 2017, I suffered an acute left cerebellar stroke.
It all began three months prior to that one scary August night that would change my life forever.
My name is Rodney and I am a survivor. I had a ' Lacunar Pontine Infarct '. Better known as a Pons Stroke. I was a 53 year old in great shape.
Our therapy dog travels ministers to stroke patients and assist in their recovery with the unconditional love of a dog.
On July 17, 2017 I experienced something like no other. I was sleeping on the floor and my sister was on the bed. I remember waking up with the worst pain I've ever felt.
My stroke had no face, no warning. It was silent. I was 47, I had put in a long day at the desk job. By the time I got home from work, routine stuff, dinner, clean up and the relax watching TV.
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