I’ve left the hospital. The doctors told me, “Let’s continue treatment a little longer.” My wife, my mom, and my dad also said, “Let’s stay at the hospital a bit longer.” They must have known that I hadn’t reached a complete stage of recovery and that continuous professional treatment was necessary.
But it was too hard for me to follow their advice. It was incredibly difficult. Being in the hospital was agonizing, like death. Amidst the aftermath of the stroke, my language disorder, and the confusion of my memory, I felt extreme pain and frustration every single day. Being trapped in the hospital room was suffocating, and I was exhausted by the daily routine of treatments and examinations. So, in the end, I said, “I want to stop.” “I want to leave.” “I want to go home and get treatment there.”
I kept telling my wife and my mom. I pleaded earnestly, over and over again. At that time, I wasn’t in a state to think rationally. Due to the brain damage, emotional regulation was difficult, and I suffered from extreme anxiety and impatience. Looking back now, I cried, screamed, and agonized so much. I even uttered extreme words like, “I want to die.” “I’m going crazy.” Ultimately, driven by my stubbornness and my family’s concerns, I left the hospital.
But thinking about it now, that choice was wrong. I didn’t know. I simply thought I had injured my leg. I vaguely believed that just as a leg heals over time, my brain would too. However, the brain is different. Unlike other parts of the body, the brain is complex and sensitive. Brain damage requires much more time. I didn’t fully realize then that it could take three years, or even longer.
And this is not something you can do alone. Stroke rehabilitation is a long-term process, and the help of professional medical staff and the support of family are essential. I cannot study alone, treat myself alone, or prepare alone. Someone needs to consistently help me. My wife needs to help, my mom needs to help, my dad needs to help. I hadn’t realized how much I was relying on my family all this time. When I couldn’t speak properly due to damage to my Broca’s and Wernicke’s areas, and sometimes couldn’t even control my emotions, they silently stayed by my side.
I only realized this now. I truly didn’t know. I was so selfish and foolish. I was truly wrong. I am now trying to be honest with myself, with my mom, with my wife, and with myself, about why I left the hospital so recklessly and what my state of mind was then. I want to honestly share my experience with others, so that fellow stroke patients don’t make the same wrong choices as me.
✅ Simple, Repetitive Word Practice – Speech Support (English)
- Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon
- Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan
- Snowman Snowman Snowman Snowman Snowman Snowman Snowman Snowman Snowman Snowman
- Cigarette Cigarette Cigarette Cigarette Cigarette Cigarette Cigarette Cigarette Cigarette Cigarette
- Finger Finger Finger Finger Finger Finger Finger Finger Finger Finger
- Hamburger Hamburger Hamburger Hamburger Hamburger Hamburger Hamburger Hamburger Hamburger Hamburger
- Lion Lion Lion Lion Lion Lion Lion Lion Lion Lion
- Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus
- Grape Grape Grape Grape Grape Grape Grape Grape Grape Grape
- Camera Camera Camera Camera Camera Camera Camera Camera Camera Camera
- Zebra Zebra Zebra Zebra Zebra Zebra Zebra Zebra Zebra Zebra
- Umbrella Umbrella Umbrella Umbrella Umbrella Umbrella Umbrella Umbrella Umbrella Umbrella
- Wallet Wallet Wallet Wallet Wallet Wallet Wallet Wallet Wallet Wallet
- Stethoscope Stethoscope Stethoscope Stethoscope Stethoscope Stethoscope Stethoscope Stethoscope Stethoscope Stethoscope
- Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy Puppy