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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
One night, I went to play soccer and woke up from a coma five days later.
I had a stroke.
Yes, a stroke at 33. And I had met the love of my life on Instagram. Just when everything seems better than perfect, suddenly I can’t walk and talk. If life is a cruel irony, this is it. I can’t even feed myself, let alone keep a long-distance relationship alive. But I won’t give up just like that. Mom and Dad didn’t raise me that way. Life tore me apart but I will pull through.
I’m a survivor, not a victim.
Told through blog entries, this memoir breaks your heart and puts it back again with the aroma, acidity and aftertaste of life.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
One night, I went to play soccer and woke up from a coma five days later.
I had a stroke.
Yes, a stroke at 33. And I had met the love of my life on Instagram. Just when everything seems better than perfect, suddenly I can’t walk and talk. If life is a cruel irony, this is it. I can’t even feed myself, let alone keep a long-distance relationship alive. But I won’t give up just like that. Mom and Dad didn’t raise me that way. Life tore me apart but I will pull through.
I’m a survivor, not a victim.
Told through blog entries, this memoir breaks your heart and puts it back again with the aroma, acidity and aftertaste of life.