It really started last night. I was really tired and did not feel overly well last night. I could not sleep really well last night because I was congested, and then today, for most of the day, I was pretty run down. I will say one thing: I was glad they warned me what to expect from a cold. The Drs. told me that a cold may feel like another stroke: not that I am stumbling and I cannot talk, just that I don't feel right. Not like I used to feel when I had a cold, this was more a feeling that I was confused (I remember telling my wife that I was going to be quiet because I could not say the right words and I was saying words incorrectly and such.) Now, I am not saying that I felt REALLY BAD, I am just saying that I was I just did not feel right. It seems like the more congested I got, the more I lost my balance. Not that I was stumbling and staggering around, but I was really unstable. I feel better now, but I don't feel "good" yet. I will probably just stay at home tomorrow, because the Drs. told me to get as much rest as possible when I have a cold. (I should anyway, but now it is emphasized even more.)
On December 8, 2008, my life changed forever. I had a double sided cerebellar stroke with 2 brain stem compressions. It was not until December 10, 40 hours after my stroke, that surgery was finally done to relieve the pressure. Dr. Piper, the neuro-surgeon from Iowa Methodist hospital in Des Moines, told my wife that surgery was nothing more than an attempt to save my life, but that it would not erase the deficiencies as a result of the stroke. Although she admits that she did not really understand what Dr. Piper had just said, my wife, Laura, agreed to the surgery and the care team performed a decrompessive craniotomy, to hopefully relieve the pressure and allow my brain to function somewhat normally. For those who have followed my blog for the last 14+ years, the surgery was successful, I returned to the church and I now live a relatively normal life, although I do have some pretty severe, though not always visible, defieciencies. I really thought that life could not get any worse th
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