Jan 28, 2011
On Sunday hubby woke up with his left arm numb and tingling. It drove him crazy all day. We figured it was most likely a pinched nerve. Sunday evening, he was still complaining about his arm, and just before he went to bed he mentioned, almost as an afterthought, that he just didn't feel right. I told him to get some rest and that I hoped he'd feel better in the morning. He woke before me on Monday, and went to work. Just as I was about to walk out the door to go to work, myself, he called and said he felt drunk and a co-worker had told him it sounded like a stroke. So hubby had called a friend whose wife is a nurse, and she told him the same thing. I tell him to get to the hospital, that I would meet him there. He's not in the ER more than 20 minutes when the doctor comes and and tells him that he had most definitely had a stroke.
For those who don't believe in God, I'm going to have to disagree. The stroke occurred in pons area of the brain (part of the brain stem) which controls involuntary muscles like heart and lungs, also stability and speech and bowel and bladder, among other things. Probably the worst place you can have a stroke. The doctor said he was lucky to even be breathing much less driving himself to the hospital (smoking the whole way).
But God blessed us and he has very few residual effects from the stroke, and we've been told those will go away with time and physical therapy. The one good thing that has come from all of this is that hubby is no longer smoking! He has finally, after forty years and approximately 584,000 cigarettes, QUIT! I never thought I'd be happy to be married to a quitter, but I feel blessed. The doctor put the fear of God in him by telling him the smoking caused the stroke. Now when I ask him if he's had a cigarette today, he says "NO! I don't want to die!"