our journey

This blog is like a diary or journal of our journey through the murky waters of having a stroke. To be able to understand the story you should start on the first post and go from there.

Thursday, 15 January 2015

Sunday, November 20th, 2011; the next morning

My side:

The next morning did not bring much change.  I was still not feeling well and had spent most of the night vomiting.  Another doctor came in to replace Dr. Rivet ( I will call him Dr. D.).  he did not like what he saw and sent me for a cat scan.  The radiologist couldnt make out what was going on so Dr. D. performed a Spinal Tap.  The fluid that came out had blood in it so he called St. Michael's hospital in Toronto and they ordered him to have me flown there right away.  Since I had never been on a plane before they gave me something to relax and a nurse accompanied me to the hospital.

Phil:  "First Time Flyer"

You arrived in Toronto with nothing but a hospital gown, a pair of shoes and my socks.  You slept most of the time so didn't have any ill effects of being on a plane for the first time.

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