Today is the second anniversary of my stroke.
Two years ago at this exact time I was still feeling “normal”. About three hours from now I was lying on my floor paralyzed. 2 days from now I was fighting for my life. New Years Eve 2013 was the worst day of my life. January 1, 2014 was the best day of my life. I had looked death in the eye and told it I wasn’t ready yet, and started the uphill climb to where I am today. And i’ll continue on that climb for the rest of my life – but that is not as bad as it may seem. I’ve learned a lot about myself and what I’m capable of, and I’m very proud of what I’ve done so far. The doctors didn’t think I would survive the night and I did. Then they figured I would be in a home for the rest of my life. I am – but it’s my home and not an institutionalized one. I still have problems and i’ll have some for the rest my life, but what those problems will be I’m really not sure yet.
But that’s OK. What happened, happened and I have accepted that. As far back as I can remember after the stroke I understood that my life would never be the same. I think being able to accept that as soon as I did has made the transition to this new life a lot easier. My wife often tells me she is surprised that I have such a positive outlook after all I have been through but the fact that I’m here today to write this it a perfect example of why I have that attitude… I am here and not just a memory. So don’t ever feel sorry for me because that would really hurt Me. I have never felt sorry for myself and no one else should either. Instead, look at what I have accomplished and feel proud of me.
So here’s to another year. It will be a good one, just like the last one was.
So have a happy new year and I’ll talk to you on January 1, when I have more to write. Be safe.