Since my strokes seven years ago, I have become more in tune with my my mind, brain and my physical body. I think a lot about my limits. Often, when there’s too much stimulation I have to retreat into a dark room to regain my strength and my spirit. It seems that has happened more often than not lately. Perhaps I’m more aware of the concept emotional flooding. Yet is a very real thing for me. Sometimes, I feel like my old self again. However, reality snaps me back and I realize that despite my best efforts I am simply less that I want to be. On January 21st, I attended several sessions at the Idaho State Capitol building. I was feeling happy and secure. I joked with old friends laughed about old lobbying war stories. It was a full day from 7:30 AM to 4 PM. When I was leaving the statehouse and driving home, a woman pulled out of her parking spot and hit me. I was startled and nervous. I called the police. The police man asked me what happened, I was literally at a loss for
I am a stroke survivor. My blog is about my recovery, family, and possibilities.