The last few weeks I have been sharing with you my journey to who I am today. Here is part 7:
Laying in bed and just being told I had suffered a stroke was the most surreal thing I have ever felt. I was like surely they’re looking at the wrong MRI. How could this happen to me? I train 5 days a week am healthy and fit as anyone can be and this happened to me; no this is not possible.
So in the room with me was my sister and sister in law and my mummy hat went into over drive delegating who was picking kids up and what I need for my hospital stay, toiletries pjs etc.
Looking over at my sister in law she looked in worse shape than I was lol. l told her everything will be ok. We’ve got this; I’m walking out of here and no one is going to stop me!! But who was I kidding? I was totally shitting my pants! I couldn’t even stand by myself. With getting the kids sorted I now had to make the call to my husband and tell him what was happening as he was at work. I hadn’t called him because I really thought there was no need for him to worry; I thought there was nothing wrong, but boy was I wrong.
Still not knowing what exactly was going on as doctors were still going over things, I made the call and as predicted he went straight into panic mode and made his way over to the hospital. The questions were, do l need surgery? Am I getting transferred to another hospital? Well you will have to tune in next week to find out.
- Viki (TF Staff, Community Liaison Consultant)