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My son London
Today is my son London’s 11th birthday and I shutter to think how I might not have been here to help him celebrate. In earlier entries, I’ve stressed the importance of taking care of yourself, which I should have done better. But how do you recognize a stroke when it’s happening? You do it F.A.S.T.
F.A.S.T. is an initialism (most people say acronym) for: (more…)
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6:00 – Been up since 5. If you know me, that’s late since the alarm usually sounds at 4am. Apparently, the clock needs to be moved out of reach again because it seems as if it’s just as easy to turn it off as it is to hit the snooze alarm. I’m not trying to overdo it, and my co-workers won’t let me, but I’m trying to figure out whatever the “new normal” is. (more…)
As I begin writing this, I have to admit to some trepidation. It’s been over a week since my stroke and I’m hoping I’m doing everything required to maintain my health and to return to myself. Everyone assumes that this visit is to enable me to get back to work, but that’s only part (more…)
Dr. Jill Bolte Taylor, a neuroanatomist, suffered a stroke a number of years ago. Her experience is quite different from mine, but this is a video (more…)
My stroke began on a Thursday evening without the symptoms I expected. There was no blinding headache, slurred speech, facial paralysis or blurred vision. What I noticed was a sloppiness in my handwriting. As a hobby calligrapher, it struck me (more…)
