I’m 34 I’ve suffered now 2 strokes and multiple TIAs
30thjune2018 myfirstSTROKE,
On the 29th after an eve spend with my love, I came home feeling a little tired with no symptoms to what was coming, around 10:30pm I was hungry so I went and had some pasta my mother had cooked literally had my last mouthful and I felt a blow to the back of my head. How did it feel? Well, like someone had hit me with a stick but that stick was on fire. I actually genuinely thought I was having a crazy ass migraine but I was holding my head and rubbing the pain, still unaware I’m having a stroke I asked my mum for some pain killers she gave me two. I thought let me see if it calms down before I pop them. 12am I couldn’t handle the pain anymore so I took them I must have passed out cus I really don’t remember falling asleep.
At 8:30am I woke to an itch on my nose I went to scratch it but had my hand fall flat on my face, so I tried again thinking I’m still asleep. I tried to move I couldn’t move wtf Is going on I couldn’t move at all, I pulled my right arm out and tried to feel my arm, thinking if I rub it maybe it will wake up, I couldn’t feel my arm or hand. I started to panic I could hear mum in the kitchen so I tried to call out to her, I couldn’t talk so I grab my phone (this part even to today I can’t remember) I text my love : help, I can’t move help me please I think it’s bad I can’t talk help. No reply as he must have been asleep.
I then manage to move my right side and stumble into the kitchen
Shaking and frightened I look at mum and said in mumbled speech do I look ok, I can’t feel my arm my face or my hand.
She said “call an ambulance now”
The ambulance came. At 10:15 at newcross hospital it was confirmed. “Mrs Kaur you’ve had a STROKE”
What! I thought a “STROKE” im only 34 I’m not old.
“ we’re taking you to get a ct scan” they said whilst I lay there on the stretcher in tears.
“Ok” I replied.
Ct done back to my cubicle my consultant whom I owe my life to DR MCBRIDE came to see me “Mrs Kaur, you’ve had an ISCHEMIC STROKE”now I’m a nurse and tryst me when I say this no matter how much I know about the world of health all my knowledge went out the window at this point, “what do u mean?” I asked
“ I need to send you to have another ct scan but this time they will insert a dye into your blood and we can get a better picture” he said looking at me with these eyes that just knew that I was in fact scared, scared that I didn’t know what was happening to me”
I returned after my second scan. To a lovely staff nurse, the doctor and a carer. “We’re taking you into the acute stroke unit I need you to stay here for at least 72hours.”
I’m now on the ward and dr Mcbride and a lovely nurse came to me.
“Mrs Kaur, do u know why you’re here?”
“Erm, not really but u say Iv had a stroke” I mumbled out, half in tears half in confusion as I couldn’t remember much.
“ you’ve two blood clots on your brain, one is bleeding so we need to make sure it doesn’t cause anymore problems”
“Huh, clots? But how, why, omg my son, my sons coming home tomorrow, I need to speak to him.”
I speak to Dya and like a true warrior child he said “don’t worry mummy, I’ll come to see you at the hospital when I’m home.” My beautiful boy kept so strong. Little did I know these 72 hours were to turn into 9 days following the 7 TIA’s I suffered in the two nights after my first. If you’re unaware a TIA is a mini stroke.
Day 9 -discharged. A whole week went by and I was feeling like I was doing good, accepting to the fact I can’t use my left hand, arm and I couldn’t see out my left eye.
I was doing the school run daily I must stop and say Thankyou to everyone who kept an eye on him during my time in hospital.
Monday 16th of July I suffered a second STROKE, ok we know what to do now so my love calls the ambulance, again get admitted onto the stroke ward. I feel like I’m in good hands there all the staff are on first name terms which kind of helps.
This time the scan picked up a third CLOT on my carotid artery I know medical jargon but it’s basically the point where u feel your pulse on your neck.
It’s what sends the instructions from brain to the part of the body you want to move. Luckily I was only in hospital 3 nights and I could come home to my son.
Let’s get better i tell myself. Little did I know I was to have a third STROKE on the Sunday 22nd this time I was very lucky due to my medication and care provided at the hospital the third clot had dissolved but in the process it broke in two and caused another TIA.
So it’s now the 14th of August nearly month after my second STROKE, and I’m still unable to deal with memory loss, unable to move my hand, unable to feel my face, unable to dress myself(upper half) unable to walk long distances, unable to cook for myself, unable to bath myself. I can’t even explain how I feel without crying