I am … a Survivor.
I was a normal healthy child, until one morning I woke up and I had left sided weakness. I was only 8 years old when I found out I had a stroke. As far as I can remember I had no warning signs. I realized something was wrong when I went to put on my winter gloves and could not get my fingers in the holes. My parents took me to the first doctor and she told them that I had a brain tumor and I was going to die. My parents knew this was wrong and went for a second opinion. I then went to the Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia and the doctor there sent me for numerous tests. He found out that I had had a stroke the size of a golf ball on my right frontal lobe. I was unlike any case he had ever seen. He had no idea how I had this stroke. The only reasoning behind it was that I could of possibly had migraines and I did not realize it. I was sent to physical therapy, which coninued until i was 15. I am now 31 and still have right sided weakness. I never let this stroke define who i am. I am a wife and mother of 2. I struggle some days, but I never let it get to me. Everyday I wake up and feel blessed to be alive.