What My Stroke Taught Me
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What My Stroke Taught Me
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#4There were two things. First, is the absolute helplessness and your forced infantilism. The bathroom is probably the most dangerous room in the house for you (you're not allowed anywhere close to the kitchen) and depending on your symptoms, you're not able to situate yourself on the toilet or wipe yourself properly. Having somebody else wipe your ass when you're an adult is not going to appear on the highlight reel of your life. Neither is shitting yourself because you couldn't get your pants off quickly enough before you had to go to the bathroom.
The second thing is the cost. The purported cost of a stroke is about 500k, and that's the negotiated cost when you have good medical insurance, and they pay for a private room and therapy. I don't want to think about what happens when you're indigent and forced to deal with Medicare. I don't know if you just get warehoused in a shared room and flipped a couple of times a day to prevent bedsores.
Guys, get that blood pressure checked regularly, and if it's high, do something about it.
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#5It's been really hard seeing my dad after he had a stroke. Someone who used to be so physically active, now seems so fragile when he walks. The hardest part for him is how drastically his life changed. One day he was working and had a career he enjoyed, the next day he would never be able to work again in that field in his former capacity (medicine). It has shown me how resilient people are, because even though there…
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#6Having a stroke is not a whole lot of fun. There were two things. First, is the absolute helplessness and your forced infantilism. The bathroom is probably the most dangerous room in the house for you (you're not allowed anywhere close to the kitchen) and depending on your symptoms, you're not able to situate yourself on the toilet or wipe yourself properly. Having somebody else wipe your ass when you're an adult is…
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#7Having a stroke is not a whole lot of fun. There were two things. First, is the absolute helplessness and your forced infantilism. The bathroom is probably the most dangerous room in the house for you (you're not allowed anywhere close to the kitchen) and depending on your symptoms, you're not able to situate yourself on the toilet or wipe yourself properly. Having somebody else wipe your ass when you're an adult is…
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#9Having a stroke is not a whole lot of fun. There were two things. First, is the absolute helplessness and your forced infantilism. The bathroom is probably the most dangerous room in the house for you (you're not allowed anywhere close to the kitchen) and depending on your symptoms, you're not able to situate yourself on the toilet or wipe yourself properly. Having somebody else wipe your ass when you're an adult is…
re: bathroom --- what about Japanese-style auto-clean, auto-dry toilets?
Maybe he was on the more severe end of the stroke spectrum I don't know.
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#10Having a stroke is not a whole lot of fun. There were two things. First, is the absolute helplessness and your forced infantilism. The bathroom is probably the most dangerous room in the house for you (you're not allowed anywhere close to the kitchen) and depending on your symptoms, you're not able to situate yourself on the toilet or wipe yourself properly. Having somebody else wipe your ass when you're an adult is…
re: bathroom --- what about Japanese-style auto-clean, auto-dry toilets?