I had an appointment with my neurologist yesterday and in discussing some problems I had last Thursday, among several topics, I was shocked by what he told me. He said that I had had a minor stroke! I was stunned. I didn’t believe him. He said he was 100% certain I had had a stroke. I won’t bore you with what symptoms I had exhibited that led him to believe that, but as I wouldn’t believe him at all, he then conducted a battery of neurological tests on me, right side versus left side. This had impacted my right side. To my complete shock, the entire right side of my body is noticeably weaker, slower, less responsive, etc., than my left side. That was pretty convincing. I had had no idea before then. He told me I’m the ideal candidate due to my age, gender, and the fact that I’ve been experiencing some things that my doctor asserts would be typical of one experiencing that kind of trauma in that region, including years of severe pain in my eye sockets for numerous hours per day, every day. He sent me for an immediate MRI to make sure it’s not worse than what he thinks it is and he sent a request to my cardiologist for her to run some tests too. I called Gretchen in the taxi ride home and told her and she was shocked. I think she was a little distressed as well. She needed some time to process and I had to get to the imaging center, so we said goodbye and I spent my afternoon getting blasted in a loud machine. My third MRI of the year. So, after reading about this, I’ve discovered that 1 out of 20 people who have one of these have a major stroke within a few days and that 1 in 10 within three months. I kind of feel like I’m living on borrowed time. This is a bit of a shock. Gretchen seemed really surprised by my revelations about my weaker right side, so she asked me to do the basic first test of using both hands to shake her hand, something I did with my doctor. It appeared that my left hand’s grip nearly broke her hand. She winced and asked me to let go quickly. It was a tight grip, as my grips always have been. Then, I used my right hand. She was shocked! She asked me to squeeze harder and I told her this was the best I could do. I was basically making contact, I think, and I don’t think I was able to apply much pressure. It was embarrassing to me, but I think it showed her how weak my right side is. She didn’t conduct anymore physical tests. She was either convinced or too depressed to do so. Anyway, I also had a tempestuous phone conversation with my mother last night, which make my day even better. All I can say is thank God for Gretchen, who while upset, is still a kind, loving, supportive person, there for me, and we can both lean on each other. Thanks for letting me share this, friends.
8 thoughts on “A Shocking Discovery”
I ❤️ You. 😢
Ditto, bebe! 🙂
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I am so sorry for this new health challenge you face Scott. Sending good thoughts, energy and prayers.
Thanks for your kind words. I appreciate everything you wrote here — the good thoughts, energy, prayers, everything. Thanks.
I’m so sorry to hear this, Scott. That is so scary. 😦
Prayers, best wishes, healing thoughts, and (((HUGS))) for you…and (((HUGS))) for SweetG!
Hi! Yeah, it is a little scary. Certainly not ideal. Thanks for the prayers, best wishes, healing thoughts, and HUGS! Cheers!
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My mother suffered from minor strokes for years, then had what we call “the big one”. Luckily, because she’d already been diagnosed with them, and at the time had access to decent medical care she and I were able to recognize what was happening before it really did a number on her. Knowing it could come at any time, and dealing with the “minor” strokes (we call them practice runs now) really made all the difference when the big one hit. – That was over 10 years ago, and she’s still around just as ornery as ever. But to this day, we all know that if she hadn’t had the little ones first as a kind of warning sign, well. You get the idea.
Now that you’ve got a diagnosis for them, know that they are happening, and are getting seen to about it – it increases (even if just a little bit) your chances of recognizing and making it through the bigger major one if or when it comes along.
Give my love to Gretchen. Ya’ll are always in my healing list.
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