My soon to be wife suffered a stroke in Palo Alto after we first got to California in the early '80's. She was 27. There was the sound of a football game coming through the window that afternoon from Stanford's stadium. I could watch on TV and get the sound live.
She came down the stairs wandered around, and refused, so I thought, to speak to me. This went on for a few minutes before I realized something was wrong; she couldn't speak. I rushed her to the hospital and watched in horror as she was put in the big machine which then displayed her brain patterns on computer screens in front of me in an adjacent room. The doctor and I watched as one side of her brain filled up with blood. He didn't think she would make it, but she did.
Apparently it had been caused by birth control pills and moderate drinking. Her family is all medical, her father the Chief Surgeon at a hospital in MA, her mother and sister nurses. We flew her to Boston General where she got great care. She had aphasia and had to learn to speak again. She had never had a strong NE accent, but her Speech Therapist did and after many months, so did she.
She is an artist, but that side of her brain was damaged, and she had to learn to draw from the other side of her brain, kinda like a popular book at the time, the 1979 book, Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain. Two years after the stroke, she had our only child.
Many years later she related her experience while in the machine... familiarly, she saw a bright light that guided her to some relatives, particularly aunts who had passed, and they told her that she couldn't stay... she really wanted to stay; because she had something to do before she could come back. She always said that was to have our daughter.
This article reminded me strongly of all that, and I'm sure others have themselves or have had loved ones that experienced something similar. The charity Ms Clarke started seems like a really good idea.
Not everyone is lucky enough to have the resources we did at the time... no matter how some people might think they ought to.