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I had a stroke at 41 pt.1

Wow time moves fast my last post was on 12/28/2016 & on 12/30/2016 I had a stroke. I was baking one cake about to come out of the oven and one about to go in. I had been  up since about 6:30 didn't really feel well but with Lupus I don't ever wake feeling like 100%. So I pressed my way and got to work. I am the worse boss ever by the way. I was baking as my family started to wake up and go about the morning chores and task that I had outlined the night before. My son was still home and the house had kind of settled down from his return this time.

I was trying to clean up my kitchen when I started to see double so I told Jordan to bring me some chocolate and a soda. The high caffeine content will help if a migraine is coming on. I went to the sink to wash dishes and I was talking to Zach and could not find the words to finish my sentences and he was having to finish them for me. And then I could not speak at all it was like I was frozen. Zach yelled to my Mom that something was wrong and Jordan was screaming and crying and I could not speak. Zach called 911 and I was sitting out the sink frozen. I understood what was going on I knew what everyone was saying and doing I just had no language.

I know the fire department came but I don't remember that part I remember being in the ambulance and the EMT giving me narcan. Narcan is the medicine they give people who have over dosed and since I still could not talk I could not tell him to get the hell away from me. I was mad as hell and then when I tried to speak I didn't recognize my own voice something had happened. I get to the hospital and everyone is talking about a stroke patient and I realized they were talking about me. Then I got scared.

What do you mean I had a stroke my speech was still.crazy and then my head was hurting and people where moving around me just talking. I got a CT scan and when I got back to my room my kids and my Mom were sitting there and a man on a computer screen was talking to me and I was so damn confused and scared and my Mom had to calm me down. He told me that I needed a drug called a TPA it is a massive blood thinner to break up clots to help with strokes. My blood pressure was 220/180 and it was getting worse.  I don't remember alot of this part my my Auntie came both my sister's came and  my niece and everyone had a look of oh shit what is going on.

I kept trying to sleep and was super confused everytime I woke up. Then I was told we have to transfer you to another hospital. I don't remember that I just remember the nurses and this bed that looked crazy. I got in this room and people just running around and talking and I could not respond. My sister came in the room after they had almost got put out of the hospital and my oldest sister Marlo had cussed a few people out they made sure I was ok and that the nurses were scared enough to not hurt me. It was the worse night of my life and I mean that very literally.

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Unknown said…
Our God is awesome and he can and has healed you in the name if Jesus. Praying for you Kim. Blessings
Ursula Phillips said…
Praying for you Kim. God is a healer and he will protect and heal you always. Blessings on Blessings dear. Take care.

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