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I had a stroke July 8th 2015. On January 10th, 2015 I took ill at work and was rushed to the E.R, where they found nothing. From there on, I kept being sick with respiratory problems, that kept seeming like I had a cold. This was an on and off issue for months,until July 8th, 2015 I suffered a Stroke Ischemic. Once again,doctors told me I "have no known health issues," because I'm "young and am in great physical shape." I was diagnosed with Bells Palsy! Two days later I found out that I had

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On July 28th, 2016 our lives changed forever. I was seeing a chiropractor for a minor car accident. It was like any other day. As soon as the doctor manually manipulated my neck, I knew something was drastically wrong. It felt like the world had been turned upside down. I immediately felt nauseous and almost fell off the table. My neck was burning horrifically and all I could think about was not throwing up. I just wanted to go home. I got up and my right leg gave out; it felt like a million

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2018

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I am a 44 year-old male who has used sport, being active, reading, researching to find & maintain a positive outlook in overcoming life changing physical and mental illnesses. Sport was not a thing of interest to me until I was around 14 when I played rugby in a school tournament. This led to an interest in weight training which I enjoyed and in my last year of high school was lucky to receive a gym membership as my requested Christmas gift. I was 15 at the time. I moved to a different gym

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I am over two years post stroke. I have managed to transcend neuropathic pain. My speech is coming slowly, I have gained more control over my left arm and I can run 100 meters! The only thing that is annoying is that I have still have spasticity in my left arm which makes it impossible to stretch my fingers and move my arm in a correct way...But I spend a lot of time reading about the brain and neuroplasicity so I know I am gonna figure something out for that too. To the stroke survivors that

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I cried a lot after my stroke – sometimes out of frustration and sometimes because I was so stinking tired that there was nothing else I could do but cry. But it was more than that. It wasn’t depression (although yeah, I was depressed), but it was my mind playing the worst tricks on me that you might imagine…because, you know, that’s what a stroke brain does. Early on in my recovery when I first was left home alone, I had just stepped out of the shower when I heard sirens outside. In that

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