This blog was created to document our experience dealing with Bailey, our 16 year old daughter's stroke. Until September 15th, she was a perfectly healthy, active teenage girl. She is a junior in high school this year. She has a part time job, many friends and a busy social life. She is involved with the marching band, cross country skiing and the school theater group. Her class schedule reads like that of my nightmares - Honors classes, Advanced placement classes and even a "college in school" physics class. She has a smile that shows itself with the slightest of provocation. She is happy, easy going and a bit goofy. Generally, there was no reason to expect any health issues and definitely we would not ever have even thought a stroke was a possibility.

So, this is our story. I am hoping it will help others who experience this sort of misfortune to understand they are not alone. Maybe they are feeling the way we do and will take some comfort our story.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Our new home in H8082

Bailey spent about 12 hours in the ICU before being transferred up to the Neuroscience (Stroke Ward). When Paul and I returned to the ICU on Saturday morning she was harassing the nurses, laughing and seemed to be well rested.  The nurse told us that the Dr. had been in earlier in the morning and Bailey had asked him what was wrong with her leg and her arm.  He explained to her that she had had a stroke.  The nurse said Bailey cried for a bit and then seemed to accept it.

They said she was doing really well and that the doctors had OK'd the move upstairs to the "stroke ward."  So, we packed her stuff - which was a surprisingly large amount considering we were only 3 days in - and rode the elevator to the 8th floor.  We would stay in this new home until they found her a room at Sister Kenny.

The Neuroscience Ward had a comfy bed/couch for me and a decent TV.  The staff was very attentive and pleasant.  I am pretty sure Bay was the youngest person on the ward.  Most of the folks were older than 40.  There wasn't any real medical testing planned while she was on the 8th floor so we really just hung out.  She was scheduled to start her therapies the next day but for now we got to just relax and enjoy being a family.

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