There it is…the 3 x 4cm hemorrhage in the left thalamus and basal ganglia. The CT scan also indicated evidence of past bleeds. I really had been feeling changes for up to a year and a half prior to the major bleed. My vision was deteriorating, yet, when I went to my optometrist, there wasn’t anything to suggest that my prescription had really changed all that dramatically. I was also becoming quite tired and irritable on a regular basis. Years ago, I had been anemic, so I thought I may be again, but that was not the case. I didn’t understand why I was becoming so irritable; I loved teaching and there were no exceptional stressors going on in my daily life. Also, while I was running, I felt like I couldn’t focus properly on the ground ahead of me, so I always felt very tentative about my foot placement. On Wednesday, September 11, 2013 I woke up feeling…odd. I had also been feeling a bit sick and had a mild headache; I wondered if a migraine was starting. I realized that I had lost a lot of feeling in my right leg. At school, I was flat out exhausted, I had no appetite, and I felt highly unfocused. Have you ever been on a ride at an amusement park and felt off balance after? That’s how I felt; I needed to move, rather than stand still, or I felt like the earth was moving. By the end of the day, I felt really disconnected from my surroundings and decided to go to emergency. Because I was still talking, mobile, etc., the doctor felt that my symptoms may be that of MS and I was to make an appointment with my regular doctor. That evening was terrible, but I never said much at home. I just forced myself to get a lot of housework and school work done so I would be really organized the next day. In my mind, I was trying to make things better for everyone should I be sick over the weekend and have to take Friday off of work. On Thursday at school, I could tell I was having problems forming words; I had to really focus on my pronunciation and I was finding it difficult to retrieve certain words that I wanted to use. I kept losing my balance as I walked in between students’ desks. Then, I went up to the white board to write and two things happened. First, I could barely lift my right arm and, secondly, I was having trouble printing. Later, I was teaching my physical education class in the school gym. We were playing indoor soccer and I ended up tripping on my right foot and landing flat on the floor. At the end of the day, I made arrangements to take Friday off of work and I went back to emergency. Now things were really moving. By Saturday, September 14, 2013, I was in the Vancouver Neurological Intensive Care Unit.