Thank you!❤ I’m 69, when I was 20 I had a series of small strokes. My cardiologist in Atlanta ran many test, yet, after a month, he accused me of making the whole thing up, as I couldn’t make the symptoms, one hand turning sheet white, the other, blood purple. My heart racing, then beating erratically and feeling totally insane, in his office, He looked at my chart, and in summary said, Trent, are you still having heat flashes? I answered, I begin sweating if I have an episode ( I didn’t have a clue what was happening to me) My doctor replied, Like a pregnant woman? I stood up, tears flowing down my cheeks, walked out of the office. There was a large picture window down the hall. I was on the 15th floor. I thought of running and crashing through the window, but there was something in me that wanted to live. I found on my on research that my troubles had come about by overusing Contact nasal spray. I was vision became impaired, and my brain seemed to never again work at even close to prior stroke capacity. The stroke had subsided. Even though I still didn’t I stand I had had stokes, though small, my vision was impaired, my ability to make clear decisions and recall important information stored in my brain was greatly reduced. I immediately quite working as a carpenter, stayed in an even, quiet environment at my parents for a year. I began seeing improvements. My vision got a good degree better, and my brain seemed to be, or at least this was my assessment, that it was working at 85-90 percent of previous capacity. And though this was sad, I was able to continue with my life. I actually started college, 2 night course where I took a cassette recording with a separate microphone which my professor looked down on, but never questioned me. Life picked up slowly, but thankfully with progress. The next year in college I spoke with a biology professor, explained what I’d been through. He immediately told me that I had had a serious of small strokes. Ten, maybe ten years later I had an MRI, due to an accident. The doctor said it looks like I was ok from the current accident, but said in passing, I see you’ve had some strokes… I felt validated!😮☺️ I just wasn’t to say (and forgive me that I didn’t catch your name, but your talk gave me a shot in the arm. I suffer from anxiety, depression, but so far it’s been man. I seeding you pure positive thoughts. I admire your courage to go forward in a fine life. Thank you for helping me. Trenton Sellers.❤
Thank you!❤ I’m 69, when I was 20 I had a series of small strokes. My cardiologist in Atlanta ran many test, yet, after a month, he accused me of making the whole thing up, as I couldn’t make the symptoms, one hand turning sheet white, the other, blood purple. My heart racing, then beating erratically and feeling totally insane, in his office, He looked at my chart, and in summary said, Trent, are you still having heat flashes? I answered, I begin sweating if I have an episode ( I didn’t have a clue what was happening to me) My doctor replied, Like a pregnant woman? I stood up, tears flowing down my cheeks, walked out of the office. There was a large picture window down the hall. I was on the 15th floor. I thought of running and crashing through the window, but there was something in me that wanted to live. I found on my on research that my troubles had come about by overusing Contact nasal spray. I was vision became impaired, and my brain seemed to never again work at even close to prior stroke capacity. The stroke had subsided. Even though I still didn’t I stand I had had stokes, though small, my vision was impaired, my ability to make clear decisions and recall important information stored in my brain was greatly reduced. I immediately quite working as a carpenter, stayed in an even, quiet environment at my parents for a year. I began seeing improvements. My vision got a good degree better, and my brain seemed to be, or at least this was my assessment, that it was working at 85-90 percent of previous capacity. And though this was sad, I was able to continue with my life. I actually started college, 2 night course where I took a cassette recording with a separate microphone which my professor looked down on, but never questioned me. Life picked up slowly, but thankfully with progress. The next year in college I spoke with a biology professor, explained what I’d been through. He immediately told me that I had had a serious of small strokes. Ten, maybe ten years later I had an MRI, due to an accident. The doctor said it looks like I was ok from the current accident, but said in passing, I see you’ve had some strokes… I felt validated!😮☺️
I just wasn’t to say (and forgive me that I didn’t catch your name, but your talk gave me a shot in the arm. I suffer from anxiety, depression, but so far it’s been man. I seeding you pure positive thoughts. I admire your courage to go forward in a fine life. Thank you for helping me. Trenton Sellers.❤