What Caused the Stroke? Part 3

At this point I decided to call for help. I punched the number and it started to ring. “Are you going to pick me up?” she said. I tried to tell her I couldn’t drive and something is wrong. I don’t know what this is. It seemed like my ears were muffled, and my words jumbled on the phone. The sounds were “ah, ah” and that was it.

Then it hit me. I couldn’t say anything and I realized my ability to speak had vanished into thin air. I was trapped in my mind.

I thought to myself at least, she and our friends will rescue me. In the meantime, I just had to sit tight, it’s only a matter of time and everything will be okay. About an hour passed, she walked in and sat down on the bed. I wanted to talk and to explain my situation, but I was literally mute. Then she basically said “Are you on drugs?” I was thinking NO! We need to get to the hospital right away!

Then, what she did stunned me. She recorded me convulsing on the bed, with no control over my limbs. When she was finished, she looked at me, and said, “Shame on you. Look at what you have done.”

That was so ironic. I didn’t do anything I don’t even know what that is! Then she left.

At that point, I thought I might die. My strength was waning and it felt like every moment I was getting worse. I realized I had taken things for granted like walking and talking. Life is so fragile….

Stay tuned for Part 4