And Another One…

People usually say that as they are cheering something on. I’m saying it because I have recently had stroke #3. That was the catapult for me starting this blog. I need an outlet. To journal my journey. If I create (yet) another journal for this journey, I would be able to get it out in that manner. But I thought maybe something in my story may help someone else.

So this blog was born…

On March 29, 2017, I suffered my 3rd stroke. Fifty years old, otherwise healthy black female. No high blood pressure — I hang down around 110/70. No high cholesterol — that’s about 70. No plaque in my veins. No narrowing or other vascular problems. I don’t drink more than 4 glasses of wine in a month — and there are many months when that number is zero. I don’t party — I paint, and draw, and journal, and meditate, and write books. My job is now no more stressful than any average job. An added benefit for me is that I love my job so I have that to counter any stress that may exist. My relationship has its ups and downs but we are still together 19 years later so I’d say the ups outweigh the downs.

This stroke also did not have any of the well known symptoms:

  • Sudden numbness or weakness of face, arm, or leg especially on one side of the body.
  • Sudden confusion, trouble speaking, or understanding.
  • Sudden trouble walking, dizziness, loss of balance or coordination.
  • Sudden severe headache with no known cause.

I did have sudden trouble seeing in one eye — one of the other symptoms. No pain beforehand, but I did have a headache after. This happened to me one other time, but resolved within seconds. I never thought anything of that episode until this one. If you have any of the symptoms — one or many — please call 911 immediately.

I am telling my story so that maybe some one else may know what to look for, how I felt, how I am feeling now, the road to recovery, my experience… This is a place to know that you are not alone, whether you are the stroke survivor or the caretaker of someone who has survived a stroke (or strokes). Some days are good, some not so much. But I strive to LIVE and not let the strokes — or any residual effects — dictate how I do just that.

Life is too short.

Whether you live 10 years or 100 — life is too short! So I refuse to let this idiosyncrasy in my life dictate what my life will be. I refuse to live in fear of “when” the next one will happen. If it’s going to happen there is obviously nothing I can do to prevent it above the things I’m doing now:

  • Take my daily aspirin to ensure my blood stays thin.
  • Take my daily D3 and B12 vitamins to ensure my homocysteine levels do not rise, indicating thickening blood and leading to problems.
  • Take my Pravastatin daily to ensure my cholesterol levels stay at/below 70.
  • Take folic acid when my doctor indicates, which also helps with those homocysteine levels.
  • Walk at least 45 minutes a day. This is time I get to be out in nature and also get to have some “us” time for me and my hubby, who walks with me so I feel safe.
  • Continue to eat healthy.

I will not live in fear waiting for the next one to happen! I will not live so “close to the vest” that I cannot breathe and enjoy All That Is!! I will not cower in the corner waiting for the Grim Reaper to collect my sack of bones… I will live! I will live!! I will live!!!

And I will do that NOW. I’m not waiting for the tide to turn. I will turn it for my Self!