From Cold Mornings to Warm Reflections: Navigating Life After a Brain Stroke

Written November 16, 2024

Hello Dear Readers,

It was one of the days that I felt like I just wanted to stay in bed. Ever since I got my brain stroke, I cannot stand cold at all. Before I had my brain stroke, I had a much higher heartbeat and blood pressure, and I always felt hot. We used to live in Canada; my wife complained because I would open our bedroom window while sleeping. Ever since I can remember, my wife has kept her temperature around 65F or 18C during the winter. So our house would always be cool in the winter. I was hot all the time. Now, I feel cold.

I had difficulty forcing myself from bed this morning. I initially woke 45 minutes before my alarm. During the summer months, I would start my run early. But it’s so chilly. I hesitated. I crawled back to bed after using the restroom and fell back asleep. When my alarm sounded, I turned it off and snuggled back under the warm covers, staying awake but in bed and warm for a half hour. Despite the early morning, my wife was already out of bed a few hours before me. She wakes up much earlier every day.

Eventually, I forced myself to throw back the blankets and start my day. When I woke up, my wife was already done running, studying Geman, and writing something in the notebook in the dining room. She has more things to do in her morning routine, as she will create the menu for the upcoming week and create a grocery list. Somehow, we bought four limes that became bad after ten days, which she was upset about. She does not like wasting food ingredients since we should be able to control that with proper planning. Also, she thinks it is sinful to waste food. I know she lists why we wasted the food on the lists.  Then, she would write about how to avoid such an event again. The year is almost over, but we don’t have one page of wasted food. 

Observing my wife also made me question whether I had wasted time today. I’ve been delaying my run in my office, allowing it to warm up further, but I think I’ve wasted enough time now and will start my run shortly. I still need to do weekly house vacuuming chores and clean leaves outside. 

Later, I talked to my wife about this morning, and she said she would put on the space heater before she goes running going forward. She also understands that my body condition is different. I hope it will work better. 

Pushing Through: A Runner’s Resolve Amid Challenges

Written 4/17/2024

Hello Dear Readers,

Even for someone as seasoned as myself, running can sometimes become more difficult. Lately, I’ve been caught up in the marathon-like task of mowing the lawn because our vacation to Key West is fast approaching. Living in Tennessee, the grass grows exuberantly, even in what should be the mild month of April. Despite feeling physically drained, there’s still a sense of pride in how much I accomplished with the lawn yesterday.

I’m not sure if my fatigue is due to my kidney condition or just the physical toll from overexertion, or perhaps it’s a combination of both. Before my stroke, I was never truly dedicated to running; it was more my wife’s passion than mine. Hence, it was unclear if my kidney condition contributed to my increased fatigue. Yet, even on such draining days, I lace up my shoes and hit the pavement. Running feels laborious, almost zombie-like in pace, to the point where I overslept this morning.

Despite this, I’ve committed to running, a pledge I made years ago. My wife has always believed that keeping active is essential for my brain’s recovery. It’s something I’ve come to rely on, a trusty routine to propel me forward. The weather, according to my app, promises a warmer day than I’d prefer for a comfortable run. Although still weary, I managed to catch up on some sleep. Maybe today, I’ll just be a few seconds off my usual pace.

Running holds another significant place in my schedule today. This week is our last before the vacation, and there won’t be much running while we’re away. Despite how my body feels, the anticipation of our trip and the break from my daily runs gives me a reason to push a little harder today.

Adapting Our Diet After Health Setbacks: A Balance of Needs

Hello, dear readers,

 

My wife and I have faced our fair share of health challenges, and adjusting to each has taught us resilience, adaptability, and the art of finding balance. After I suffered a stroke and was diagnosed with kidney failure, the most immediate and profound change we faced was modifying our diet to fit the new restrictions and nutritional needs.

 

I have always taken pride in maintaining a relatively healthy diet. However, the foods I once thought were nourishing were suddenly unsuitable for my condition. The primary dietary culprit? Salt. Though I never had a penchant for it and rarely added it to my food post-cooking, this seemingly innocuous white crystal now had more prominence in my dietary considerations.

 

While salt was straightforward to identify and reduce, phosphorous was a different challenge. Unlike sodium, phosphorous content isn’t always itemized in products’ nutritional facts. Imagine my surprise when I learned that dark green veggies, generally synonymous with good health, were now off my list due to their high phosphorous content. Cow’s milk, another staple in many households, also joined the list of items to be consumed cautiously.

 

But why this sudden apprehension towards phosphorous? My layman’s understanding of biochemistry provided a somewhat concerning answer. High phosphorous concentrations in the blood can bind with calcium sourced from our bones. Over time, this process can pave the way for osteoporosis – a condition marked by fragile bones. With this knowledge, my wife and I embarked on an exhaustive online research mission. We sought to identify foods that would benefit me and those we’d be better off avoiding.

 

Adapting to these dietary changes felt like we were navigating a minefield. It’s akin to discovering you are allergic to an unspecified food group. It’s challenging, especially when an element like phosphorous is essential for life and can’t be wholly excluded from one’s diet.

 

A new challenge emerged as we diligently started eliminating sodium from our meals. My wife began experiencing symptoms of sodium deficiency. It was a poignant reminder that one size doesn’t fit all, especially regarding nutrition. We had to strike a meticulous balance – ensuring I had minimal sodium intake. At the same time, my wife received adequate amounts to remain healthy.

 

This experience has been enlightening, teaching us about the intricate nuances of food and nutrition. It’s a continuous journey of learning, unlearning, and relearning. But together, we have found a way to tread this dietary tightrope, supporting each other through every bite and every meal.