Hi everyone hope your all well, I was taking my grandaughter down to her dad last Wednesday about 7ish, as she went I had a little run next to the car waving at each other smiling. I thought I’ll just pop to Tesco, only 2 minutes walk from us, as I started to walk I got a tingle in my thumb and forefinger and at the same time on my nose and lip, a bit weird and no idea what it was I just carried on to Tesco, as I got to the entrance my left hand was going numb. Sometimes if you lean on a chair or even in bed your arm goes numb, I just thought I’d done something like that. I carried on to the far end of the store and by now the numbness is creeping up my arm and across my face making my mouth feel I was at the dentist just after an injection to numb the mouth to let them carry out their butchery, I was now a little worried and thinking about asking for someone to help, to call an ambulance, I had no idea what it was but knew something was wrong. I had come out without my phone and hadn’t told Sonia my wife, I was popping over here, it could be a few hours before she found out where I was or what was happening, I didn’t want to put her through that, so I grabbed a bottle of wine I’d come in for and made my way to the checkouts half praying I wouldn’t collapse, I managed to pay, smile and say thanks without being suspected as being ill. Now the home run, only 2 minutes till home, got to the entrance of our flats ok but quite numb now, most of my face, my arm and I could feel the numbness go down my back, very weird sensation. Got up in the lift ok, in the flat and shoes off, Sonia saw me and afterwards said she’d thought I’d had a row with someone by the look on my face, but as I confessed to my wife “I’m going numb!” Sonia filled with panic “come and sit down, I’m gonna phone Lib!” She sat me down and I tried to say 999 but only coming from one side of your mouth it’s not very clear, I was now numb all down my left side, what the hell is next with this bloody cancer?
As Sonia phoned our daughter my hand was getting a bit of movement back. As our daughter and her husband, Lib and Chris got round, all panicky, I waved and said fooled you, trying to lighten the mood, they all seemed stressed and worried. The ambulance phoned back and wouldn’t be here yet, but asked how I was now, and most of the feeling had come back but I felt a bit weird. It was suggested that if I could get down stairs we could make our own way to hospital, I didn’t fancy that so we waited for the ambulance. Another half an hour and we decided to give it a go going ourselves. We saw an ambulance going the other way with blue lights on, our son had to explain that we’d made our own way to hospital.
As we got there we saw the triage nurse, booked in, and sat in the waiting area, quite full considering it was Wednesday evening at 20.30. We saw a stroke nurse fairly quickly but was soon waiting again, then we saw the assessment nurse, “Have you got your piece of paper from triage?” “No the nurse has it” “What’s your name, do we have the right patient? Where’s your paper?” “I’ve seen the stroke nurse, she has it!” Now that’s sorted we move on to bloods being taken and soon waiting again.
The amount of people here is unbelievable, people moan about the NHS, but it’s this packed and still running, it may be slow but behind the scenes their saving lives, and quite possibly mine later, so I will not complain or moan about this, it’s a miracle it keeps going, where would we be without it?
We see a doctor and go through the stroke tests but all seems well, then we’re invited to go back to where we were relaxing, ere that was at home quite a few hours ago, but I don’t think he was sending us home, so back to the waiting area. Once more we’re called by the stroke nurse again and she books me in to a clinic at the hospital in the morning, at 07.30, its 01.00 now, not much sleep tonight then! We get home and tired but it feels good, but gotta be up in 4 hours, oh well.
This is being written in hospital so none of the usual photos, thank you for taking the time to read my blog, there will be more to this story tomorrow or Thursday, I prefer working on the computer than my mobile, but wanted to let you know how I’m getting on. Don’t be afraid of lung cancer or mini strokes and always 100% positive, take care and see you soon. 😊👍❤ End of part one, parts 2,3 and 4 to follow.