Siouxie

Rehabilitation was necessary. I cannot and don’t want to imagine where I would be without it. In saying that, it it requires dedication, both on the part of the occupational Therapists, Psychologists, Physiotherapists, speech therapists and you! Without the dedication of a team of specialists, my dad and mum and partner, I would have found the situation difficult, and it would have added to the ‘feeling out of kilter” that I was experiencing. It is hard to describe, like you are removed from yourself, still walking, talking, hearing, but in a weird fog. One bit doesn’t connect with the other, yet you are there.

It takes dedication, slogging away at the exercises and just trying constantly.

There were times when I felt like giving up! Sometimes the difficulties appear insurmountable, sometimes it feels as though you make inroads, but then you get knocked back. Just part of life, I guess. There are times when you wonder “How much can a koala bare? My parents have ingrained in me that you must work hard at what you do. Life just handed me a curve ball, now I must work, to try and get better. An example of this is recording my dad’s voice, on my phone, when we were doing the exercises, so that I could practice when he wasn’t around. It doesn’t change that horrible feeling “you could do that before”. Now it’s more difficult, but I am alive!!

Thanks to wonderful surgeons, rehab staff members and constant checkups. Slowly, eventually, things came back, and like I said differently, but they eventually came back. I still have difficulties, they will be ongoing, but the aneurysm has changed my thinking about my life, finding and looking at what is right for me, what makes me zing! I am fortunate that my work has been supportive through this process. In saying life challenges, you in all ways. I may be moving on to trying something else.

Siouxie, a 49-year-old teacher and art lover who had a subarachnoid haemorrhage.

At the beginning of the school year in 2018, the week before going back to my job as an Art teacher, I had arranged with my partner to take his son to ‘Union Kitchen” at Mindarie. We were going to walk little Katey (my doggie) and have a snack burger and fries, and a pup-a-chino for Katey. The aneurysm happened incredibly quickly without warning. I had a headache (for want of a better word) like I had never had before. It was as though my head was put into a vice, and the vice had been tightened slowly. I got into the backseat, pushing my head against the seat, Katey doggo was licking my face. My partner’s son, Rowan, said apparently my voice was slurred.

That was the last thing I remember, until I came too in the back of the ambulance, apologising to the ambulance attendee, “I will be okay, I feel alright now, I am so sorry for inconveniencing everyone.” Then everything went black. I have no recollection after that until I woke up in ICU. Now, I am grateful to my parents, family and friends for their patience, kindness and love. I was not aware of this at the time, I had been told many times, but it was the start of a long period of rehabilitation.