I'm a child in an adults body

Today I had a dyslexic test to see if I'm able to return in September,

'Right can you repeat these letters'..

a c u d e 

'Right can you say these letters backwards..'

U f c d 

I was constantly sitting in this small office/room trying so hard to repeat the letters so I could pass.

I had to then read out a paragraph that was a random story.. I struggled with two words but said it all in 44seconds, I then had to write out why I liked my course, why I had chosen to study it, what job I wanted to get from it.. 

He looked up at me because at the end of my little paragraph I had written 

'I've thought about this carer as I don't think my disability would get in the way'

'Have you had trouble reading or writing before?'

'Have you ever had speech therapy before?' 

'Have you ever struggled with time or concentration problems?'

'Could you now tell me every month of the year in order..'

Um..

January, February ( I mumbled in my head, worst month of my entire life), March, April, May... And you all know the rest,

'Right Elizabeth can you now repeat them but backwards' 

I laughed to myself and completed it.. 

'So, you had a stroke?'

'Yeah it was quite random, but shit happens I suppose'

'And do you have any hobbies?' 

'Yeah I write a blog since I first had my stroke because my mum thought it'd be a good way to explain how my recovery is going'

'Really? Wow that's good, what do you write about?'

'Well.. I talk about how I feel, how I cope, how hard it can be, I moan about my disabilities and just chat about random things' 

'Do your mates read it?'

'To be honest I have no idea, they say they do but you never know.. My writings improved so much since I started writing it though'

'Yeah I bet it has.. Did you write before?'

'Ha, no.. I hated writing'

'Well the test is done I'd say you're kind of dyslexic but borderline not properly dyslexic'

I smiled and said thankyou'

'Wow blimey you're very young to have a stroke, but I would say you are ready to return'

'Thankyou so much, it's been my goal since last year, knowing I can return and hopefully recover more I never thought I would'

'Well Elizabeth you definitely seem ready to me'

The whole time I sat in this little room anxiously trying so hard to take in letters and numbers and reading out the paragraph as good as I could.. 

I felt so nervous as I just needed to feel happy about something, it was exactly like when your primary school teacher would make you read allowed in front of the class..

That's the feeling I had, my leg shaking and heart pumping aswell as my mouth yawning as I was physically and mentally exhausted.

'Do you have friends and a social life?'

'To be honest not really, I talk to those I feel I can trust because my old mates completely fucked me over after my stroke and I've found it hard to make new friends'

And this is why I feel returning to uni would benefit me in so many ways; socially mentally and physically..