Believe it or not, I suffered a real stroke on 8/27/19. I’ve only mentioned it a few times between my FB page and this site but my physical state and mental state make it hard to believe. Not just for you, but me too. Ever since the doctors confirmed that what I thought was just crazy confusion that morning was stroke— not a mile stroke—it’s still hard for me to believe it too. Aside from having the fear that I would wake up any day in an incapacitated state, not being able to care for myself, or even worse—dead, I feel eerily as if the events of that day never happened.
But they did. I take daily medications hat reminds me each day. The implanted heart monitor which downloads my heart rhythm into an app on phone, that gets transmitted monthly to my cardiologist is a constant reminder as well. On yeah, I have a cardiologist, neurologist, and a hematologists. Didn’t have any of those on my medical roster before that day. So, yes, the stroke is a real part of my life whether I want to believe it or not.
The doctors released me after a week to resume my normal activities. But they didn’t even know what those were. So I was scared to do anything that I thought could bring about another stroke. And for me, that could have been anything because I still didn’t know what caused it. The test the ran on me in hospital confirmed that I don’t have a hole in my heart, no clots in my legs or neck. All I knew was that morning I washed my hair, boiled some eggs, and then, out of nowhere, couldn’t figure out why I suddenly was confused about the order in which to put my clothes on. How did I know that wasn’t going to happen again?
A trip to the stroke clinic confirmed the importance of exercise for my recovery and prevention of future strokes. That irritated me because I’ve been exercise. Maybe not as consistently as I should but definitely I’m more active than most, and if I don’t get to the gym, I’m walking. So what gives?
I found myself pretty angry. All the Zumba classes, walks over lunch at work, exercise videos at home, stints of Yoga and Pilates classes was the point of exercising and trying to eat right didn’t prevent me from having a stroke in the first place.
I was ready to throw in the towel. Stop stressing myself trying to fit exercise into my life. But then reality hit me. Maybe my history of exercising are the exact reason that I didn’t experience any physical ramifications from the stroke I had. Maybe that why when I was in the hospital I had free reign to walk the hospital halls without supervision because I wasn’t a fall risk. Maybe that’s why I could go home and didn’t have to attend occupational or physical therapy.
I consider myself blessed that I don’t look or feel like I suffered that stroke. But because I know I did, exercise will continue to be apart of my life!
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K E Garland
I still can’t believe this! But what you’ve written here is a great example of why we should all exercise. It doesn’t prevent major things from happening, but rather, conditions your body for whatever may happen. Glad you’re still with us friend 💜
Thank you! I hope someone is encouraged to start an exercise program because of my testimony.
Great article. Glad you’re able to see some positivity in a bad situation.
It’s the only way to make it through this thing called life.
I read the reference to the stroke in an earlier post and thought no way. You seem unaffected. Glory be to God and exercise!! I pray you are able to stick with the exercise. I know I fall off the wagon way too often for my liking. Glad there are no huge effects from your stroke. Stay blessed.
Hey lady! I soooo appreciate you reading my posts AND commenting. I was going to wait til tomorrow to respond but then I saw this one about the stroke. It’s a little over a year and I still can’t believe that happened to me. It’s still hard to digest. I give God all the praise for keeping me through that ordeal and allowing me to be nearly unscathed. I encourage you to keep getting back on that wagon every time you fall off. It could save your life. ❤️