About a week into my hospital stay, I had a 2nd stroke. Or really 3rd stroke I guess, I don’t know, I’m still not absolutely clear about all of the details of what happened to me. This stroke was hemorrhagic, it was caused by a bleed in the brain whereas my initial strokes were ischemic, caused by a blood clot. So I got the best of both worlds. When I had this follow-up stroke, I was transferred back to the ICU. I have 2 aunts who I love very much and they came to the hospital that day. They came a lot but on that day I remember saying to my mom “I don’t want to see them.” To this she asked me, “Why don’t you want to see them?” Because I was in shock, because my whole entire life was just devastated, because I was bald and embarrassed, because I didn’t understand what was going on, because I don’t know, my brain wasn’t working correctly. I don’t blame my mother, no one knew what to do or how to treat me. It was obviously a terrible, awful, horrible situation. When a loved one has had something traumatic happen to them, don’t question them, just be there.