Haven't been around in awhile, I know. Thinks have been so.... interesting. Charlie got to stay behind. And then my brother came home for leave from over seas and had a family 911 and had to stay for emergency custody of his girls so he moved in with us for awhile. I think that I've found a pace with my recovery. I'm still a little scare. Not as much as everyone else though. I have a agenda so that i can keep up with my coumadin doses and all my doctor appointments and I've printed out all the things that I should stray away from eating and put them on the fridge. I'm back to doing light house work. Not dishes thought, I hate dishes. I try to make it to the gym every now and then and to physical theapy when I can. Now this is where the whole "not as scared as everyone else is" thing comes in. My physical therapist won't come near my neck, lol. I think that it is funny cause I told her that I was cleared my my neurologist for massages just not manipulation but no, lol. I also am having a little trouble on the Charlie front. I was waiting in the waitng room at the hospital to get my blood taken to check my thyroid when i felt like i was having another stroke so I freaked out and ran out and someone followed me out and took me to the ER and on the way there I was so worried that that was what what was happening that I had a panic attack. Charlie has me on bed rest now. Bad thing is that I'm starting to get used to it in here. Good thing is that I am finding my stride after this. Some speed bumps along the way. Awhile I couldn't get my PT/INR up where I needed it so, ya know, stress and then the thing with Charlie and then now with the nose bleeds that go on all day and don't stop and the fatigue and weakness but I'm slowly but surely finding it. It's the silver lining and boy oh boy, is it SHINEY!!!! (Tom! Lol)