Thursday, January 15, 2009
Okay, now that I have my own attention I better explain a cerebral venous attack, or hemorrhage in my head, or bleed, or stroke feels like. I had no headache, no sudden warning signs, just a gradual feeling that something wasn't right. First my arm got weak, and then my hand failed to grip the phone that I was trying to use. But that was okay since I had lost the ability to speak. Oh, I KNEW WHAT I WOULD SAY if I could speak, "oh fuck," comes to mind. I don't mean to make light of losing my ability to speak -- it would have come in handy -- but I was much more concerned with what was happening to my body. While I walked from my bedroom to my office and back again, I felt my leg getting weak and before long it wouldn't support me at all. So I did what anyone in similar situation would do -- I fell down. Gravity got the best of me. This was a hell situation.