The other day, my wife and I were talking about my stroke recovery. It has been remarkable even though I am not patient. I want “me” to be back to like I was. That will never happen, but I do agree that I consistently make progress. My wife commented that when I had my strokes, I cried all of the time. I was startled. I do remember crying often for a few days. However, when my wife said that I was emotional for months after the strokes, I did not remember that. I started to think about my emotions during those awful days and months. I now realized that I was very emotional. I now remember crying and sobbing a lot. One Saturday afternoon when I was in St. Alphonsus Hospital on the rehab floor, I remember sobbing quietly to myself. The nurse asked if she could do anything for me, and I said through my tears, “I really want to be alone.” She closed the door softly, and I cried thinking my life was over. Even now, two years and nine mon...
I am a stroke survivor. My blog is about my recovery, family, and possibilities.