Hello, new to this section not the site. My fiancee had a stroke 7 days ago this morning. He's 53 im 39. He was driving a mini-van and had dropped to school kids off and was heading to his second job (cashier) and his right side went while he was driving. Im not really religious but i do believe in God and i know angels were with him that morning. A lady behind him called an amb. and his blood pressure was 250/175. In a way i think he was lucky he wasnt a little guy it probably wouldve killed him. We work at the same place as cashiers at a very busy gas station and he is very well known there and every body has sent prayers and asks how he is..........it has helped a lot. I was angry at first at God but i got over that. THen id read Tough times never last but tough people do and that helped. It comes and goes with being optimistic/pessimistic/angry and i take a deep breath and keep going. I have never had to deal with this having a partner with a serious illness. I'm a sober alcoholic (yes, there is such a thing lol) for 15 months now and i drank for close to 25 years and have never had blood pressure problems. I don't know why, God knows i should have and it makes me so angry this happened to him. then i feel guilty when i think does anyone wonder how im doing.......and I'll tell myself to quit feeling sorry for myself and do something else. Think positive things.......it's now 4 am almost tues morn.....i went to the hosp from yesterday at 11 am till 230 then to work from 4 till 11 pm last night. See, we both work at the same place and its just me and the manager now so on top of this im working everyday ( i've had customers say i need to put a bed in the back lol)and trying to go see him when i can which is over an hour away. i'm a firm believer that God never gives you more than you can handle but boy it surrrreee feels that way sometimes lol. I have to go back in to work at 4 this afternoon. He's doing better........he needs rehabilitation, dont know if it will come back but they are hopeful. I dont know wether it is wrong to do this but i keep in mind that it may not so in case it doesn 't i can deal with it a little better. I'm scared. But Im here and can be here for him. I cry. but i gt out of that as quick as i can and tell myself don't give up...one step at a time. thanks for letting me share this. I'm going to bed
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