If I don't write about it, I might implode.
|Hurricane Gustva was coming. My family and I left New Orleans. We entered McComb, Mississippi, early. Late afternoon through night time, August 31, 2008, Hurricane Gustva was here. We watched Hurricane Gustva in New Orleans on the television. I was worried. Hurricane Katrina all over again. Exhaled, we went to bed. I woke up in the morning, September 1, 2008. I was hungry. Yesterday, I drank Coke and some water. But before breakfast, I went to the bathroom. Halfway down on the toilet, I blackout. Second later, I woke up on the floor.
I suffered a Stroke.
I blackout, again, in the Ambulance.
I woke up, again. I had a hospital gown on and IV in my right hand.
The power went out. It was hot! I can't speak, so I mouth it, 'Open the window.' I mouth it three more times. Betty, my sister, and the nurse could not understand me.
The nurse disappeared. She came back, again, bored a needle. She put something in my IV line.
I was out.
I woke up in Forrest Hospital two weeks later.
My time line:
2008: McComb, MS
2008: Hattisburg, MS - Forrest Hospital
2009: Vicksburg, MS - Coverty Nursing Home & Rehab.
2010: Picayune, MS - Coverty Nursing Home & Rehab.
2010 - 2013: Clinton, MS - Trinity Mission Health & Rehab.
Betty had some difficulty getting me home.
Now, I'm back, June 10, 2013!
My right body is weak. Now, my speech...I had to learn it all over again. I says 85%, my writing is okay. I has some difficult words. I write in my left hand and I am in wheelchair. I can't walk, yet.
But stay tune...