stroke survivor
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“Thank you for your kindness,” She said. A tear found it’s way from my eye to my cheek bone. My coworker is one magical piece of work who seems to see through my, what I thought was thick skin, until Gail came along with her nose held high, and her inflated ego, ready to condescend…
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I’m not a doctor by any means, but I am the only expert of my body. This poor body of mine has been on nutritional rollercoasters since I was a little girl. My parents wouldn’t let me eat anything with hydrogenated oils ( a belated thank you, folks) which in kid language meant NOTHING GOOD. …
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“ So!” I can tell this conversation is about to suck by the big, bright, eyes and giant smiles, “ when are you two going to have kids?” Why does society shove this duty so forcefully down our throats? Why is this assumed on us? Can we please normalize not asking every single…
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When I woke up in the hospital, even though I was half paralyzed, I felt so like myself, I didn’t comprehend what had happened to me. I didn’t realize the damage my brain had. I was so focused on the physical side of the recovery, the mental part of it was swept to the wayside.…
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Continued from Chapter 3 …How did she get here? A woman appeared to my left, wearing a wardrobe which appeared to be selected for her in an old 90’s sitcom, made entirely of nylon and taupe, blending in to the builder beige walls, her hair, naturally wavy, streaked with silver, the colorado dry-winter effortless static poof quite…
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A group of doctors burst in the door. my mom and brother were sitting with me, as sam had to step out to get himself lunch. “are you the medical decision maker for christa?” a doctor asked my mom, “can we call her husband right now?” oh, i just love being talked about as if i…
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My life, BS (Before Stroke) Yeah, I know, we really need to work on that one, don’t we? Anyway. My life, pre-accident, was filled with a plethora of multi-tasking two handed tasks. I loved being in the kitchen, inviting friends over for family dinners, GourMonday traditions, Kitchen dance battles with my husband, playing music while…
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The other day I was asked what my biggest challenge has been, I answered back, “acceptance,” hearing my best friend’s voice clearly in my head telling me, “Christa, you just need to accept your disability.” I was frustrated by this advice coming from a fully functional and mostly abled person who had no idea what it was…
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Have you ever experienced that string of extremely unfortunate events? you can’t comprehend it all, and your memory of the string of events simply mushes together like baby food – you cant even tell whats what anymore. well, that was the month ofSeptember in 2020, for me. September is the best month of the year!…
The Life of Lew Who 