My Beautiful Broken Brain

Whoa. This is one of those things that you just can’t really fathom happening to you. What would it be like to have a stroke at age 34, and have to relearn words, how to identify things, read, write, and speak their names again? It’s like an Oliver Sacks book come to life in front of your eyes…

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