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Many of you (especially those who have been following my fanfic, Kingdom Hearts: Reborn from the Darkness) have probably been wondering where I have been for the past two months now.
Before I begin, I want to say that this recount of the events in the past two months of my life are indeed very real. I wish this was just a story I am telling (Since such detailed description of these events certainly seem like something I would write in a first-person work of fiction), but unfortunately this traumatic experience truly did happen to me.
At 6:32 A.M. in the morning on Thursday, July 22, 2010, I woke up with a severe pain in both my neck and head. I went to the restroom and couldn't feel my right arm. Thinking it was just stress, I slowly walked back to my room but when I went to pull the sheets to re-enter the bed, my fingers released and dropped them.
When I fell dizzily to the floor only moments afterward, I knew that something was seriously wrong. I picked up my phone with my left hand, and tried to dial "911" three times before finally getting it right. By this time, my mouth began to feel numb, and when I connected, I kept trying to say "I need an ambulance, I'm suffering from a stroke."
But to no avail, most of my words had been mumblings. I finally managed to simply say the words "Ambulance" and "Stroke," then the operator said she'd send one right away, having tracked my cell phone call. Still conscious but dizzy, I crawled to the front door (which was thankfully a short distance down the hall from my bedroom) and barely managed to unlock it (So that the ambulance crew wouldn't have to force their way in) before I began to pass out.
I was rushed to the ER of my local hospital, and underwent surgery to remove two blood clots that had formed in both my right carotid artery and my brain. Days later, I received a visit from several friends from work and my family. I was glad to see them again, because I honestly wondered whether that was going to be the last time if more life-threatening problems arose during or after surgery.
My initial surgery period lasted from Friday, July 23, to Tuesday, July 27, and my rehab continued until Saturday, September 18, 2010. Words cannot express how grateful I am to still be alive and fully recovered in a relatively short amount of time with the severity of stroke that occurred, and what would've happened if I hadn't received proper medical attention soon enough. If things had turned out otherwise, I might have died and many important things in my life would've gone unfinished, including my fanfics.
To this date there have been no other major complications or any permanent damage diagnosed, something I am very thankful for. One of the surgeons who operated on me said that I was one of the more fortunate stroke patients they've had, and I heard several stories of those who had permanent disabilities due to severe brain damage. I decided to donate $85 that was leftover from several recent paychecks (the rest of which I needed to pay rent bills due before my stroke and after my recovery, and to get several necessary utilities back online) to the National Stroke Association, then went back to my first week of work.
Before I begin, I want to say that this recount of the events in the past two months of my life are indeed very real. I wish this was just a story I am telling (Since such detailed description of these events certainly seem like something I would write in a first-person work of fiction), but unfortunately this traumatic experience truly did happen to me.
At 6:32 A.M. in the morning on Thursday, July 22, 2010, I woke up with a severe pain in both my neck and head. I went to the restroom and couldn't feel my right arm. Thinking it was just stress, I slowly walked back to my room but when I went to pull the sheets to re-enter the bed, my fingers released and dropped them.
When I fell dizzily to the floor only moments afterward, I knew that something was seriously wrong. I picked up my phone with my left hand, and tried to dial "911" three times before finally getting it right. By this time, my mouth began to feel numb, and when I connected, I kept trying to say "I need an ambulance, I'm suffering from a stroke."
But to no avail, most of my words had been mumblings. I finally managed to simply say the words "Ambulance" and "Stroke," then the operator said she'd send one right away, having tracked my cell phone call. Still conscious but dizzy, I crawled to the front door (which was thankfully a short distance down the hall from my bedroom) and barely managed to unlock it (So that the ambulance crew wouldn't have to force their way in) before I began to pass out.
I was rushed to the ER of my local hospital, and underwent surgery to remove two blood clots that had formed in both my right carotid artery and my brain. Days later, I received a visit from several friends from work and my family. I was glad to see them again, because I honestly wondered whether that was going to be the last time if more life-threatening problems arose during or after surgery.
My initial surgery period lasted from Friday, July 23, to Tuesday, July 27, and my rehab continued until Saturday, September 18, 2010. Words cannot express how grateful I am to still be alive and fully recovered in a relatively short amount of time with the severity of stroke that occurred, and what would've happened if I hadn't received proper medical attention soon enough. If things had turned out otherwise, I might have died and many important things in my life would've gone unfinished, including my fanfics.
To this date there have been no other major complications or any permanent damage diagnosed, something I am very thankful for. One of the surgeons who operated on me said that I was one of the more fortunate stroke patients they've had, and I heard several stories of those who had permanent disabilities due to severe brain damage. I decided to donate $85 that was leftover from several recent paychecks (the rest of which I needed to pay rent bills due before my stroke and after my recovery, and to get several necessary utilities back online) to the National Stroke Association, then went back to my first week of work.
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