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My stroke in Feb 17. was on left side. There's always low points but from the moment I could move, I was eager to get on with recovery. Each morning was a joy, including snow and rain. Small goals were set-and met: I hesitate to say, one of mine was being able to scratch my bottom with my dopey left hand! I talked to the others light-heartedly and we got taken in our wheelchairs to lunch in the dining room- more civilised than a bed tray and it encouraged conversation. At my last exercise class, I asked to be shown how to get up if I fell over. Next day, back home, I obligingly slid off the sofa and being alone, managed to get myself up as demonstrated. It wasn't as easy the next time mind you as I fell on lino and chairs wouldn't do. I asked for a rubber bath mat which gave my knees the grip needed, I began adjusting life to my circumstances. Not easy, as you know but I've always enjoyed reading, crosswords and jigsaws as well as 'pottering' on computer. I used to drive as and when, enjoying my freedom which is now curtailed.. I'm just happy when someone takes me out with them now. Life can still be good post- stroke
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Atta girl! Keep moving forward GreenQueen. I've got ya by a couple years (Valentine Day 2015, left side also) and I know the last 2 years there has been obvious progress however slow. That darn left hand lol. I use it to itch some but have to be careful I don't scratch too hard. I'm getting better at that. Yes life can still be good. Someone asked the gal in the wheel chair how she was doing. Her reply "Life's good if you let it be."
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Thank you Linnie. No, like you, I won't bother with medications as it doesn't exactly bother me to have outbursts of manic laughter, and my family just ignore me till it's done. Post stroke, my laugh is deeper and my singing is like ominous thunder-rumbling! In church, I try to sing real quiet, but then, I was never close to an operatic diva! Also, I stammer and stutter some now. I KNOW exactly what I want to say but can't think of the words. When I do make a remark, it often comes out completely wrong and I wonder what made me say it! But then, again, I did used to utter some bloopers! -
Thanks Linnie, though the hotel we were given a voucher for was ultra posh! Our voucher didn't cover too much of it, Maybe we should have put it towards afternoon tea instead. One small comfort, I didn't slop any food down me! I really need advice on a problem though. I DO get frustrated and then have angry outbursts and my poor hubby keeps urging me to control them. I'm obviously rubbish at self-control and I KNOW, in my heart, I am rebelling against this new person I have become who is so reliant on others. I have a bible class here once a month and we're a cheery group; they all think I'm funny but are going to pray for patience for me. (I do too, but it hasn't worked so far!) My manic laughter has also turned into tears a few times lately, which greatly worries me. Am I just feeling sorry for myself or am I losing the plot?
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Oh, Linnie, haven't we all that? I would probably have gone into my manic laughing! I seem to find everything so much funnier than everyone else does. One of our friends on site helpfully informed me that this was called 'emotional liability'. My hubby adds that I've ALWAYS been that! (the clown of the family) but do you know, it's not such a bad problem when I think of the alternatives. It's our 58th wedding anniversary today so going to a more upmarket eatery this evening where I'll probably slop food down my bosom! Cheers everyone!
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I'm Barbara, a newbie. I've just been reading your letters Nancy. My poor dear new acquintance, how I feel for you. No, I'm not in your worrying situation but I do have a very dear friend of 93 who has very serious ongoing painful cancer in her leg and NEEDS to have an amputa tion. She's adamant that she's too old for this surgery and is quite ready and content to die. Her husband and sons aren't ready to lose her however and opt for surgery, as they hope this will ease her pain. Who are WE to urge someone into those kinds of decisions? Are we wanting to keep them alive for our own sakes or theirs? It's a heartbreaking dilemma for ME and I'm not family as you are. You sound an amazing lady who's heart - and mind -are in the right place. Your hubby is a fortunate man and I hope and pray that you will find time for yourself along the way. We'd all wish for someone like you around us in the bad times, so keep your pecker up if possible and reminisce on the good times you shared instead. Will keep you in my thoughts Nancy. Be assured we are all rooting for you !! Love Barbara
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I'd been complaining about navigating the stroke site, saying it it was v. difficult for someone who wasn't a computer whizz. Seems I'd unwittingly gone between 2 sites! U.S. AND G.B. !. My son had to put it right for me. Here is his letter to Kelli............................
Really sorry, I have now found out that my Mum was in fact contacting you about www.stroke.org.uk This is the UK stroke site! Your site is great, and you have logged her in!
So all good, and I have uploaded a picture of my Mother - feel free to stick a few pins in tonight :-)
Thanks for all the help, and go have a coffee (or stronger)
Apologies and thanks again!
Oh dear, Kelli, should I throw my hat in first? How does one apologise for being such a first class idiot? I'm not used to Americanisms and hadn't noticed the change from Network to Association! I had THOUGHT that everything seemed *beep*-eyed all along! Your site is great andI'VE been the bug in the works! All that hassle I've given you, it's a wonder you didn't need counselling !I've been talking about you and showing my folks your photo. Even told them I wished you were my neighbour and if wishes came true, you could have come to a scary, sticky end! . Your own introduction. sounded like my own words and made me think we had common ground. Well, don't fret, I'll try to leave you in peace. I wondered how old your boys are? I have two girls Sandra 55, Kay 53 and son Glenn,51 & 6 grandchildren 30, 28, 26, 24, 22 and 16. They are mega wonderful and my pride & joy. I didn't achieve much in life but they're the exception!So, a BIG sorry Kelli. Maybe you will 'blackball' me, is that a saying there? We live in the New Forest, Hampshire, a beautiful place. Much love. B
