I am … a Survivor.
On April 16, 2017, Easter Sunday, I was very sick and having trouble breathing. I thought it was the flu or an infection until my mom(a respiratory therapist) came over and found my oxygen to be at 80. We drove straight to the ER where my oxygen dropped to 60. I had never been so scared in my whole life. When we arrived there was a team of 6-8 people working on me and discovered a blood clot in my leg. It broke off to my lungs, heart and kidney. I was in so much pain thinking this might be it for me. So many things went through my mind (family and friends mostly). After hours in the ER I was admitted to the ICU where we thought things were looking up. The clot hit my brain causing me to have a stroke. I could not move my entire left side for 24 hours. Hope was not something I felt that week. I spent 8 days at Community East where they saved my life. I worked with PT/OT every day and eventually (with help and assistance) they had me walking A LITTLE. I was then admitted to Community Rehab Hospital for 3 weeks where my progress only continued to improve. Hope came back to me. I felt stronger every day. I left using a walker until I started my outpatient therapy at Fort Ben Community Rehab. My first day they said no more walker. 6 months later I am back to work bartending part time and getting stronger every day thanks to my amazing therapists. They are why I am where I am. My life will never be the same but I truly believe I have become a better and stronger person. To every stroke survivor: YOU ARE NOT ALONE!