It’s been six years…

On Oct. 19, 2020, it was six years since I had a massive hemorrhagic stroke.

I didn’t think it would happen to me, even though this kind of stroke took the life of my mother at age 69 and her sister at age 64.

After all, I was “only” 50 years old. I considered myself pretty healthy, despite being overweight and having Type 2 diabetes. But, it did happen to me and I have the scars, and stars, to prove it. I remember very little from the five months I spent in the hospital.

Short-term memory is a challenge – I mean anything that’s happened since the day of the stroke.

For more on this story please pick up Thursday’s Tribune or purchase an e-edition.

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