Kronically Kayt

6 months have gone by in a flash. It feels like yesterday and at the same time years ago that I had my stroke. I think I'm starting to cope better but in saying that last Monday I was back at the hospital that I was in for the first two weeks for the first time since and as soon as we stepped out of the lift and stood in front of Costa coffee I burst into tears. It flooded over me and I couldn't speak, thankfully Dave was there to hug me and help me get it out. When I was in hospital the week after the stroke they would get me out of bed and into a wheelchair and Dave would push me outside so I could breath. One of those days we went into Costa coffe which is in the hospital and went into the little courtyard. The sun was shining so bright it was almost blinding but I saw myself reflected in the glass and broke down, I looked so weak and helpless. My head resting on a head support, the wheel chair adapted to tilt me backwards slightly as I wouldn't be able to stop mys

While I was in hospital in July last year post stroke they discovered I had a hole in my heart. Because of this I had to go see a cardiologist last Monday, 6th Jan. For 27 years I have been attending out patient appointments for any of my six specialist not including this cardiologist as it was my first, and seemingly last, appointment with him. Having had an ECG and my vitals measured I watched as other patients were called in to speak to doctors who shook their hands said hello with a smile on their faces and were in general pleasant. Then out came my Dr with a face like thunder especially when I said I had to run to the loo as I still have this MEGA PAINFUL stent in my ureter. My husband tried to explain this to her but she seemingly didn't care. When we were all in the exam room she asked me 4 questions and spend the rest of the 25 mins looking at her computer saying NOT A WORD! I mean i understand I've had alot of tests post stroke to try figure out the cause but even g