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Heather Williams is a bubbly and vivacious young woman. She is a former marine. Her husband, John, is a police officer and her mother, Linda, is the owner of an antique store. On April 7, Heather left work at 1:45 p.m. and arrived home at 2:00 p.m. Since John’s shift began at 3:00 p.m., she called to let him know she was almost home and that it was nearly time for him to leave for work. But this was not going to be a normal day. Heather: I got home around 2:00 p.m. The first sign of my stroke was that I threw up on myself. My body went weak and my speech was slurry. John brought me a bottle of water and some Doritos™. But that did not fix the problem. To settle my stomach I went downstairs to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. To steady myself I held onto the stair rail. When I got into the kitchen, I spread peanut butter all over the counter and just ate the bread. I couldn’t yell for John because I wasn’t able to talk very well. When John saw her, he recognized the gravity of the situation and called Linda to report his fears. It was clear to both of them that something was seriously wrong. John was accustomed to emergency situations so he called 911 to summon the paramedics. When John saw her, he recognized the gravity of the situation and called Linda to report his fears. It was clear to both of them that something was seriously wrong. John was accustomed to emergency situations so he called 911 to summon the paramedics.
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