FIRE DREAMS Voices for Adventurer, Architect and Aphasiac I have aphasia since 2006. I know it is ironic that my lack of language inspired my story. You do not want a good architect to divide his/her architecture and writing. I crave and craft every creation in a different way, but in way same way too.…
Dec. 6 1998 I went out blowing leaves and I had my stroke. I was standing up on a contraption that pushed leaves in a pile. The stroke felt like a dream. I don’t know how long I stood there. My daughter, Devon, came out to talk to me. I thought I was speaking clearly…
Bob Hall is a veteran, business owner, stroke survivor, and advocate for aphasia. Bob was born near Niagara Falls in 1943. As a young man he served as a petty officer in the Navy on the following ships: USS Alamo, USS Klondike, USS Summit County. He fought in the Vietnam war. After the war, he…
I graduated high school in 1942. Eight months later I joined the Army. First, in Engineers group and then I went to Michigan to join the Military Police group. I went oversees and arrived in Liverpool, England on June 5, 1944. I was in the service for almost 3 years. I was married for 47…
On August 18, 2012, Ellie Mae (My dog.) and I went for a walk. It was a Saturday morning. Suddenly, I had a stroke. The ambulance arrived quickly and took me to Fort Worth. At the hospital in Fort Worth, I was given a clot busting medicine, but it didn’t work. I rode a helicopter…
Aphasia touched ME! More like, Aphasia SMACKED ME, but back to a new REALITY. My life was somewhat simple after my divorce. I was straightening that mess first. My stroke gave me a smack for my wake-up call. Things got SERIOUSLY complicated at that time. My wife took me back in her home during the…
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My name is Carolina Ulloa. I have aphasia and I am from Colombia. My native language is Spanish. My story begins a little bit before my stroke. I lived in New York at the time. I was studying biology at Stony Brook University. In December 2009, we flew to Bogota, Colombia for a visited. On…
We were going to Mexico, first family vacation. With my husband’s parents on April 8, 2001. I was 31 years old, my son was 4, my daughter was 3, and my baby girl was 18 months old. Everybody was excited, especially me! Houston Airport… Our flight was 2 hours late. No worries. I started feeling…
For the past year, I have been directing the music program at the Snyder Center for Aphasia Life Enhancement in Baltimore, Maryland. Using the members’ own words, I have written a song entitled “One Day at a Time” that reflects the determination and resilience of this inspiring group of people. Since February 2014, we have…