Citizens Dedicated To Preserving Our Constitutional Republic
PRAISE GOD HE STILL HEALS OUR AFFLICTIONS, I AM LIVING PROOF: CHAPTER 6
This is the 6th part of the series I am writing about the stroke I suffered on August 19, 2014. Me having a severe stroke was an absolute shock to everyone, especially my primary care doctor. On August 2, 2014 my wife and I celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary, on August 5th I had a complete physical after which Dr. Korgan told me I had the metabolism of a very healthy 40 year old man. I was 64 years 8 months old then. The stroke hit me at about 6:30 p. m. on August 19th as I was cooking our supper. A blood clot of unknown origin hit my right carotid artery, partially blocking it. The resulting increase in blood pressure tore 6 pieces off the clot, damaging my brain severely. The biggest piece killed the portion that controls my left arm, leaving the arm paralyzed. The next biggest piece took out brain control of my left leg leaving it paralyzed also. The 4 smaller chunks took my vision, speech, short term memory, balance, and emotions. I spent 10 days in St. John Hospital in Tulsa where they performed multiple CT scans, learning the extent of the damage. I apparently made several attempts to get out of bed to use the restroom, only to hit the floor and put a knot on my head. I was not cognitive enough to know my left side was totally paralyzed. The nurses quickly moved me to a room across the hall from their desk and put a bed alarm on that would ring if I so much as lifted my butt up to change positions. It seems I was quite a nuisance to them without me even being aware I was still alive. I was then taken to Claremore Nursing Home where I spent 10 weeks recovering before being allowed to go home. The only thing I remember from the time of the stroke to 3 weeks into the nursing home stay was the EMTs loading me on their gurney at the hospital to transport me to the nursing home. I don't remember them loading me in the ambulance nor them unloading me at the nursing home. I have been told that I was oblivious to everything when I got to the nursing home, I was conscious, as in the lights were on but no one was home. I also made at least one attempt to get up at the nursing home but the food tray caught my fall and my wife caught the tray before it and I hit the floor.