Amanda Johnson

Joined June 2021

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Eternal Winter
As river's gaze flashed fire beneath its azure ice, our spring never came.
By Amanda Johnson 3 years ago in Poets
Healing Toward Your New Narrative
Underneath that proud posture, far below Atlassian shoulders and the easy-going armor of an air sign, a soft spirit convalesces, simultaneously willing its wounds to heal while grieving their loss.
By Amanda Johnson 4 years ago in Poets
So Apparently I had a Stroke This Year.
A couple weeks ago, a day after having two MRIs--one on my brain and one on my cervical spine--my phone woke me up at around 11:00 am with a dreaded "no caller ID" call. I consider this "dreaded" because both times I've gotten unexpected wake-up calls from police departments, that is what has shown up on the screen. Hoping against hope, I answered the phone. It was my neurologist. Still groggy from interrupted sleep, I didn't think anything of it. We exchanged the normal pleasantries, and then he got down to the point. He said, "The MRI yesterday shows signs of a stroke on the right side of your brain."
By Amanda Johnson 5 years ago in Longevity