IT’S been a trying week for my family. Last Saturday, I woke up to an e-mail from my sister informing us that Phill, her 56-year-old husband, had suffered a stroke.
He had gone to work as usual on Friday. At about 8am, he felt weird and also couldn’t raise his left arm. He told his colleagues he could be having a stroke.
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