In January 2000. i took ill my balace was bad and i felt sick my head and neck was sore the pain was bad. So i went to the doctors and was told it was flu. Weird flu i though,but anyway i went home stayed in bed. My youngest son and my friend stayed with me because i stayed on my own. Two days later i got worse i could not swallow i knew with out any doubts i had taken a stroke. So my friend phoned for an ambilunce and i was rushed to hospital. Two days later before i really knew what had happened. Yes i did take a stroke a big one plus i had to have urgent brain surgery to cut away a bit of tissue that kept blocking the blood flow. Lying in that hospital bed been told this i knew it was bad i was only 38 years old and i wanted to die. I had a tube down my nose feeding me i could not walk sit up talk nothing i felt so helpless. I was wishing i had died because i knew what lay before me.This was not going to get better in days weeks even.So much for my big plans i had seperated from my ex two months before after 20 years married.

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