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It was the beginning of 2011. I had just finished filming
the first season of Game of Thrones(《权利的游戏》). With almost no professional
experience, I had been given the role of Daenerys Targaryen. The show was so
successful that young girls would dress themselves up as Daenerys for
Halloween.
And yet, terrified of the attention, terrified of trying to
make good on the faith that the creators had put in me, I worked much harder.
On the morning of February 11, 2011, I was getting dressed
in a gym when I started to feel a bad headache. I was so exhausted that I could
barely put on my sneakers. I tried to ignore the pain, but I couldn't. I
reached the toilet and sank to my knees. A woman came to help me. Then
everything became unclear. I only remember the sound of an ambulance.
That operation lasted three hours. When I woke, the pain was
unbearable. After four days, they moved me out of the I.C.U. (重症监护室). But one day when a nurse asked me,
as part of a series of cognitive (认知的) exercises, " What's your name?",
I couldn't remember my name and I felt terrified: I am an actor; I need to
remember my lines. Now, I couldn't recall my name.
The phenomenon is called aphasia. Then I was sent back to
the I.C.U. and, after about a week, I was able to speak and know my name. And I
was also aware that there were people in the beds around me who didn't make it
out of the I.C.U. I was continually reminded of just how fortunate I was.
I rarely gave a thought to my health. Nearly all I thought
about was acting. I thought of myself as healthy. Once in a while, I would get
dizzy. When I was fourteen, I had a migraine (偏头痛) that kept me in bed for a couple of
days. But it all seemed manageable — part of the stress of being an actor. Now
I think I might have been experiencing warning signs of what was to come.
Anyway, there is something pleasant about
coming to the end of Thrones. And I'm
so happy to be here to see the beginning of whatever comes next.