Working Mothers and Stroke

This isn’t the end of my story.  It’s a reset. A second chance.  And with that comes clarity, courage, and a deeper understanding of what it means to be alive.

This story isn’t about trashing the NHS. It saved my life. But once I was discharged, I entered a void.

Three years ago, I had a stroke. I was young. 43. Career-driven, chief of staff at a high-growth start-up. Every task was urgent.