A Hole In My Heart On The Storytree

I have this student named Vicki in one of my classes. All of my students this semester are adults. She’s this wiry short blond woman. She looks about 30ish, but she’s actually closer to 40ish. At least that’s what she’s told me.

She looks good. Her demeanor makes her seem much younger that she really is. I initially thought that she was about 30ish. I was actually very surprised when she told me that she was closer to 40. Petite, blond, green eyes, glasses, girlish, and flushes easily are words that describe her well.

She’s a fun student to have around. She’s very energetic and brings a great atmosphere to the 4 person class that I teach Tuesday mornings.

The week after Easter, she wasn’t at class. I found that surprising, because she always comes. I didn’t really think about it. Recently, I had one student absent because she was recovering from knee surgery. She’s about 23.

The following week, Vicky was at class, but she told me that she didn’t have time to do her homework. She was hospitalized during Easter.

I asked hospitalized? Whatever for?

I had a cerebral stroke.

Cerebral stroke?, I ask.

Yes cerebral stroke.

Well, on Friday I wasn’t feeling too good. I had a migraine. I took some Advil and still had dinner with my family. There was a strange moment during the night, but it passed.

The next morning, I found that I couldn’t really feel my arm. I mean that I could move, but I couldn’t feel it. Something was up. Anyways, I had to drive the kids to their practice. The next day, I brought my daughter to the doctor’s office for something unrelated. I started to tell my family doctor about what had happened.

He immediately grew concerned and ordered an MRI. The next day I had the scan. Immediately I knew that something was wrong. The doctor called another doctor. They looked at the result and called my own doctor. They all looked at my scan.

I knew that something was up.

My doctor informed me that I had had a cerebral stroke recently. This was why I had the strange feeling in my arm. Really? I asked. Yes, a cerebral stroke. It’s very unusual because you are so young.

It turns out that I have a heart murmur. I have a small hole in my heart. The non-oxygenated blood that went directly to my brain caused this.

I am seeing a cardiologist tomorrow she said.

They tell me that I’ll have an angioplasty. It’s going to be a routine procedure. They won’t open my rib cage or anything like that. I’m very glad that I don’t have any side-effects.