So I woke up in the middle of the night and I couldn't move my arm. It felt as if it fell asleep. I ignored it. I woke up to go to the bathroom at 3:30 in the morning, I couldn't consciously move the left side of my body. I moved the strong side of my body and sat up. I had the textbook sign of the drooping lip which made me not able to talk. I yelled out (I sounded like a hippo in heat). The first person to come to my rescue was my youngest daughter. She came in my room and said "Mommy what's the matter? Whats wrong with your mouth?" I couldn't talk. I just started to cry, my daughter started to cry. Then she said "Mommy whats the number to the hospital?" (I told my daughter to call 911 if ever mommy wasn't feeling well, I guess she was too excited). I couldn't even tell her to dial 911 because I could'nt talk. My mother came downstairs and started to hug me and cry. I was trying to say "Ma, I was having a darn stroke!!!" I think I was the only one who was not excited and I was having the darn stroke!!!
When the ambulance finally arrived, I was so out of it. I felt weird in so many dimensions. At the hospital they took me right in. The shoved an IV in my vein, strapped an EKG on my chest and bombarded me with questions. I have an extensive health history so it takes a while to write everything down. When I was on my way to get another cat scan, I had another TIA. It was so embarrassing! (The doctor was hot!). I went back to the ER and had 3 more TIA's. They infused me with heparin which is a blood thinner that is usually used when someone has a stroke. I hate it. You bleed, bruise easily, and every little cut bleeds profusely. When the neurology team came to see me, the head MD said "Well you are a great candidate for the stroke unit".....Ha ha...not funny.
When I was in the hospital room I was the youngest patient in the unit. These people were very sick. I didn't have any strokes but I did have a panic attack which at first the doctors thought was a seizure. Its weird because I was talking to someone and explaining my arrangements for going home. I said to her"I feel funny" and then I was just unable to move or talk. I was put on a EEG monitor (which messed up my weave) and they found out I had no seizure activity but they did inject me with some ativan! Wooooo doggy!! Now I know why psych patients get injected with it when they start to become aggressive. It calmed me down so much.
The hospital stay was pretty pleasant. Except, my IV was not changed after 3 days which is supposed to happen. I has a huge scar that shows the fascia of my arm ( I have a pic).
I had a lot of support and I needed it. My kids called me everyday. Visitors came *Special shout out to My mother, father, grandmother, aunt, Brian, Ugo, Tahana, and my lovie Liesel who almost caused me to have another stroke because she made me laugh.*
I cried. I balled. I was frustrated. I was angry. I was sad. I was depressed. I felt like I'm missing out on life and the joys of having a" normality". But I always said to myself the things that I look forward to: My kids, my future and my will to survive!!! Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Let me tell you I surely has.
If you or anyone that you know has had a stroke caused by lupus or a stroke in general, please feel free to share your experience. I'm putting up embarrassing pics so don't worry you are not alone!!!
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P.S. My birthday was September 19th. I am 27 going on 18 woooo whoooo!!!