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Last Updated on June 28, 2019 by karissa ancell
So five years ago at this moment I was waking up and hadn’t quite realized that my life had changed and would never go back to what it was before. I don’t remember the exact time but know that I did have work that morning at 9 So I’m assuming I was probably getting up about 8. I never made it to work that day and never went back to work even though I did really like my job as a nanny. I’m still friends with the family and they visited me in the hospital.
I guess I should clarify that for those of you who aren’t familiar with my story. Five years ago on February 2, 2010 I woke up like it was any other morning to go to work. We had just moved to a new apartment the night before so I was tired when I woke up so when I fell down when getting out of bed I thought it was just fatigue. Nothing hurt but I couldn’t get up. I was also slurring my words a bit. I couldn’t hear it but my husband could so he became alarmed.
I thought he was being overly dramatic calling my parents and his mom trying to figure out what to do. While I’m just thinking everything is fine. So my parents don’t know what he should do and think I’m probably just overly tired. His mom thinks because of my slurred speech Blake should call 911. So he tells me he’s calling 911 and now I’m thinking he’s gone completely insane. So the paramedics come they can tell somethings wrong and want to take me to the hospital. Now I should tell you I’m scared of hospitals and needles and had never been in an ambulance before, so even though I’m feeling fine I’m afraid. Then my husband can’t go with me because our daughter is with us, at the time she was 3. I’m convinced though that I’m going to get to the hospital and the doctors there are going to finally be rational people and tell them I’m fine, someone would get me a Dr. pepper and I could go to work.
I was wrong I went into that hospital and was there for a month. See I didn’t feel it but all that time starting at some point in my sleep a clot formed in my brain cutting off blood supply to my brain, slowly killing it. I was a healthy 25 year old having a stroke. The month in the hospital was rough, the months of rehab when I left were hard but here I am 5 years later and I’ve recovered a lot. It’s been a long process but I’ve grown up a lot. I know I would have grown a lot between the ages of 25 and 30 anyways but going through what I’ve been through really changes you and makes you grow up faster. I want to thank all of my blog readers and followers. I didn’t know anything about blogging five years ago and I don’t know if I can express how much starting this blog and finding this community has helped me recover and heal. So I have two things for you today. A $50 Amazon giftcard giveaway and a code for 50% off any ad space. I just want to thank you all for being a part of my journey to recovery.