My Father Had A Stroke... · 10:40pm Aug 15th, 2014
Well, I never wanted my first blog post to be about bad news, but hey, what a world we live in, right? I'm here to tell you why I won't be online for some time. I just need some time to be alone with my thoughts. So, here's the story, because I think you guys deserve to know why I won't be online.
I was sleeping upstairs in my room, sprawled out in an awkward position as always. My father comes to wake me up, looking at me in a surprised and confused face. I, too, am confused, but in the way he was talking to me. I knew what he was trying to tell me, but it came out with words that never should have been there in the sentences he was attempting to form. "Matter" and "Refraction" being two words he used a lot, even to say simple things. He was trying to tell me that he couldn't remember anyones' names, or even how to type simple words on his phone or the computer. He had all of his motor functions, and he knew what he had to say, but when it came to actually saying the words, he ended up saying something completely opposite to his intended word. Think of alzheimers, but having manifested overnight. That's how he was acting, but it was a stroke. We didn't know that until we got the call after leaving the hospital that he was being transferred to the VA hospital in Iowa City, which is... obviously in Iowa.
Well, long story short, my dad had a stroke and I'm sitting here in this house, alone with my thoughts and concerns. I have a feeling he'll come out of this, because in a single afternoon, he had regained most of his memories and wording. He knows everyones' names now and he is doing a little better. But, he's being kept in the hospital for evaluation and observation. He kept complaining about a crushing headache that dominated the left side of his brain as well.
Well, that's the story and the explanation as to why I won't be here. So, apologies if you were expecting new chapters to my crossover, the revision of Dash of Desperation, or new one-shots. I will be back as soon as I can, but I need a break from it all. I'll see you guys when I can.
I'm sorry...
I'm so sorry. My uncle had a stroke over a year ago and he's still in the hospital. He had it in the middle of the night and oxygen was barely reaching his brain for over 5 hours.
2373497 He'll probably be okay. Optimism is my best tool at this point.