The Psychological Effect

Today I went to get a psychological assessment. This was set up through one of the nurses in the stroke department at the hospital.  She had originally called to ask how I was after having the stroke and coming back home.  I hadn’t seen anyone and because I hadn’t had the event here in the UK it seems I didn’t get my nurse appointment.

So how am I? Bit of a loaded question really.

“I don’t know” I reply. I don’t understand things anymore, I can’t make sense of things, I don’t feel well, I am exhausted all the time, how I am I meant to feel?

Well, after seeing the nurse she decided I was borderline depressed after going through her questionnaire, so wondered if it would help speaking to a psychologist. And here I am…

It was a chat about what had happened and how I felt. Crickey, it’s so difficult getting the right words out.

Sometimes I’m not sure if people realise that the effects of a stroke may not be visible. I know people are looking at me thinking well there is nothing wrong but each day I find it difficult.  I struggle with my words, or to make sense of things, even directions or conversations.  It seems to get a bit stuck in my head.  All a muddle!