Shot to the dome,,, the story of my stroke.  My name is Duke Harless and I suffered a severe stroke on April fool's day 2011.  In December 2011 I started  going back and reconstructing my experience through my notes and memories. Strokes are a bit of hell on earth, I sometimes wish I had the courage to document this earlier but I simply wasnt ready mentally to write down the things I was going through. I hope that this blog will help other survivors or the people that support them know how I have been dealing with it. As this is an ongoing project you may notice some new entries that are out of date sequence, this is because I may have just recalled something, or didn't  want to post it just yet.There will also be editing,,, LOTS of editing, as I remember certain parts of stories and fix spelling and grammer. I would also like people to know that I am only relating how my stroke affected myself and how some medications and therapies did or did not work for me personally.





 Sh#T Happens


   One thing that happens after becoming disabled is you tend to not be as mobile as you were. Coupled with something like having a propensity to have to use the restroom right after you eat, especially certain foods, it can mean you are very likely to have an " accident"

  Personally, because of me having left side muscle decifiency, small things such as getting out of a chair or going up stairs causes me to put a lot of strain on my core to make up for the lack of strength in my legs. Depending on what I've eaten and it's affect on my digestive system it can literally be a " crap shoot" ( pun intended).  

  I've had a few " accidents" in the past 5 1/2 years.  Not very many, but enough to make be very leary of going out to eat, or going out right after I eat at home.

  Luckily all of them have been at home and not in public. I'm very wary of embarassing myself or even worse my family if I'm out and this would happen. The logical side of me knows that people would be understanding of this, but still I know that  it would be something people would giggle about later.

   The other day I went for a short drive and felt tummy cramps. By the time I got home and  went up the step to the house it was too late. Accident. Big time.

  I reflected on it and finally made the decision to do something I swore I would never do, wear adult diapers.

 If I go out now I'm much more confident. I should have done this years ago, but stupid pride got in the way.

  Anyone having concerns about having to do this shopuld put their fears behind them. 

 By the way no one I ever run into in public checks to see  what I'm wearing.



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