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It seems like more and more, I run into other stroke survivors with a story to share. A simple conversation and a few questions, and most people are willing to share their story. It is quite something to be able to add understanding from one who has been there as well. The part I most enjoy is the connection. Seeing other people smile and feel as though they even learned something through the many conversations my Stromie girlfriends and I have had the privilege of being a part of. There is a

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My husband walked past me putting on makeup last week and commented on the fact that my right arm was waving around crazily. I honestly didn’t notice. I am right-handed and lost fine motor skill ability on that side when I had a stroke three years ago. I have learned to do many things with my left hand, including putting on mascara! At first it was awkward and yes - I did poke myself in the eyes many times. Thankfully, my right eyeball is pretty numb, so it didn’t hurt that badly. Always find

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I’m going to write about something that I’ve not yet heard about from other stroke survivors in the hopes that someone else will say, “Oh hey, yeah – that happens to me too!” thereby making me feel like I’m not the only one. Before my stroke, I often joked that my husband was somehow blind to messes. Stuff he would walk right past – like a full laundry basket needing to get hauled down to the laundry room or the empty soda can he left on the counter – I would see as though it was engulfed in a

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“There's no way this is anything more than a standard migraine,” I thought while clutching my head sitting on the bathroom floor in tears. I was confused because I never experienced headaches or migraines, yet what I was feeling in that moment felt like my head was about to explode.  I decided to suck it up, so I grabbed a book from my locker and headed to my fifth period grade 9 drama class. I walked into class and immediately passed out from what I thought was simply the pain in my head. What

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Hello! My name is P. I am FTM and 27 years old as of this January (send late birthday cards in the form of Batman gifs) To make a loooooong, long story short, in June of 2015, I was twenty-three years old working in a manufacturing plant. One day my arm began to tingle. I didn’t worry about it too much, seeing as I was going on vacation the next week. My luck, I ended up having a stroke in my sleep the first night of my vacation! My significant other at the time used the FAST system to

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2019