My Life in Black and White


On May 20, 2018, I suffered a TIA, also known as a mini-stroke. I think it was the scariest day of my life. I woke up that day feeling very tired and not like myself. I wasn’t thinking clearly, but I decided to go with it. I also remember 2 days before it happened I kept dropping things with my left hand and thought it was so odd. My mom and I went to the mall that morning but at around 12:30 my left foot started to drag on the floor. I also suffer from neurocardiogenic syncope and myasthenia gravis and a few other things, so whenever something seems off, I think it’s because of one of those. My mom and I got into her car around 12:45 and I realized I hadn’t eaten much, so I went to open an RX bar and my hand wouldn’t allow me to…

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Happy birthday to mg

Exactly one year ago today myasthenia came into my life. It's our anniversary! But somehow, I don't feel like celebrating. Actually no, that's not true. I'm grateful to still be alive. That's definitely worth commemorating. Being alive after the many close calls I've had over the last few months is something I'm appreciative of, I [...]