I'm terrified, terrified I'll wake up paralysed terrified I'll have another stroke
I think it's normal to think like that as it's such a big event
'This year must of dragged for you'
It actually hasn't..
It's literally been the quickest year I've gone through (thank god)
Obviously the hardest though.
I mean it's amazing how something can affect someone so much
All I can think of is the poor people that are stuck on Kingston ward right now; being woken up at 8 for tablets
Blood pressure checks every 5 minutes and the worst foods or purée drinks that taste of crap just because they can't swallow anything..
The fear they must feel every second of there time spent there and how they still feel confusion even after they've been told it's a stroke atleast 10times..
Vulnerable to the world and oblivious to anything not knowing if they'll recover atall or just stay in a wheelchair, that scares me more than anything
Maybe because I've been there or maybe because my brains recovering enough to finally understand other people's emotions
Who knows?
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