My Stroke Story

I don’t normally celebrate my birthday.  It always seemed to be a magnet for unfortunate events.  But I decided that if I made it to my 50th birthday, I would celebrate vigorously that I beat my Mom’s curse and might the same chances as anyone else to live a long life.

And, of course, 9 days later I suffered what folks tell me was a very serious stroke.  I was working in my home office very late at night/early in the morning.  It was well after 2am but not yet 4am, according to the last time I glanced at the clock.  The last thing I reliably remember until waking up days later in the ICU is clipping the card table in the middle of my office and falling to the floor.  Everything between there and th

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