:bouncing_off_wall: I have been wanting to write on my blog for such a long time now, but my lack of computer skills has prevented me from doing so. However, now I am doing so and today I' like to talk about progress. Progress is something vital to our recovery from stroke.
When I first started going to therapy, I decided that by hook or by crook I would walk again. My stroke was not debilitating in the sense that my mind or speech were affected. They were not. However, being diabeti
[font=Arial When I was in my hospital bed in August 2005, when I had my 3rd sttroke, my attending physician sent the hospital psychiatrist because my attending doctor feared that I might go into depression. When the psychiatrist arrived, she began to talk to me and in the course of our conversation I said, with my fists banging the hospital bed. "I will walk again, Doctor!! Etch that in stone. I will walk again!!" She took a long look at me and said, "Subas (my nickname) with an attitude like t
