Just as the title says. I'm 49 and it came like a bolt out of the blue.
I was extremely fortunate that is was mild but enough to keep me in hospital for a week and to throw my whole life out of kilter.
My time in hospital was horrific. I was in a great stroke ward and had my own en-suite room, wonderfully dedicated staff.
But I was all alone. I had to endure all the multiple scans , blood tests, neurological tests and even a spinal tap. All without having seen my loving family.
It was horrific.
Since then (mid November) my life has been a constant round of visits to the hospital (again alone) for various tests.
I know this is all necessary (according to my consultant) but I'm just so fed up.
Previously I'd never had a health concern yet now my life seems to consist of all this shit.
I feel defined by it now. I hate it.
So sorry for the ramble but it's actually helping.
Anyone in the same boat or can relate???!