possibly over indulged in Tapas, Cava & San Miguel, but you can’t beat a bit of sun at this time
of year. Back to grind of work, commutes to Nottingham and the weekly stopover at the best
value guest there is, Hylands, maybe i should put something on trip advisor?
Sept 10th, up for work just like any other weekday morning at 5.30am, but something just
wasn’t right, went into the bathroom and had a shave then i noticed that i could fasten my shirt
let alone wear a tie, went back to the bedroom where I collapsed. Wifey shot up and asked me
to take 5 and start again but oh no, my health was having other ideas. Paramedics were called
where they performed the FAST test, we’d both seen it on the telly but this was real. Face, Arms,
Speech, Time to call for help – my blood pressure was taken & the reading gave 280 / 160
whatever that means. After a bit of a dilemma, Salford was my option as the hospital as
Stepping Hill wasn’t open until 7.30am. Wifey called my parents and told them something
was untoward so they met at Stepping Hill as the paramedics were concerned that I was
showing signs of a STROKE. Obviously I was out of it, but the 1 thing I do remember is the
doctor saying whilst I was on the hospital trolley were the words to my loved ones “prepare
yourself for the worst”!! what was happening to me? In a nutshell after my first CT scan, it was
discovered that I had a severe bleed on the brain and my lives was going to change.
The plans for my Wife’s 40th birthday had gone for a burton. The week or so before we had
organised a family meal with Parents, (both sides) Sisters, Brothers in Laws etc at a local hotel.
I had spoilt this event because of my bleeding brain!!
Stepping Hill was my home for the immediate future, feeling nauseous and confused I was put
on B2 (The Stroke Ward) under monitoring, bloods were taken and I was sick, i was hot then
cold and we were experiencing an Indian Summer. Wifey rang my boss and left a message to
advise that I had been taken into hospital and I was being monitored, but alas it was the
answerphone & wifey duly left a message. I hated Stepping Hill (only because I was placed on
this ward full of elderly patients) I wanted to be transferred to the Alex, I got BUPA cover through
work and I didn’t want to have used it but in these circumstances I wanted it more than anything
Wifey’s birthday came & went and nobody really made the effort, there were the exchange of
cards & presents but everyone was focused on me.
17th came and the consultant wanted to carry out a lumber puncture to me as he felt there
may be fluid on my spine. Wifey & nurse Sue witnessed it and they watched with amazement as
fluid was indeed present.