Well, at least we’re alive – well I am anyway. Couldn’t wish for much more really.
The other saying we had/have is “Hard life ‘innit”, some of you may remember that one. Well it still is (thank him up there), but by heck in don’t half hurt at times (his fault)
My joints are shot – especially my hip and left shoulder joints – and my ankle and wrist on the left (paralysed) side are seized up, leading to lost sleep and hours of acute pain, and my hips are up the creek, but so what – if I can feel it all, at least I am still aware, and I have found that the use of heat bags we got from Dunelm Mill a few years ago alleviates the pain to a degree, so there is a bright side of life – as there always is if we look for it.Also on the bright side – my son in-law repaired the shelf I broke when I fell a few months ago, and what a good job he did. Thanks pal. The help and support of close family is humbling believe me.
Too – my printer is up and running again – quickly replaced by good old Amazon. Saved the day again.
Finally my (new) physio is GOOD, and has started my wife off with exercises for me to continue my rehab with. I swear she enjoys doing it (causing me pain I mean), but I don’t mind really – every OUCH is a step forwards, and it’ll get there one day.
So there we go again – there’s good and not so good in everything (no BAD really) and life goes on so we’ve not really much to moan about if we think about it.
I’ve weaned myself off the anti depressant tablets – half a pill a week – and so far no effects – I’ll keep you advised. I suppose I’ll let the Doctor know one day as well. I sometimes think the one who put me on them did so “just in case” because by then I was over the stroke and starting rehab, and I was not depressed at all. Still – I can control my own life, and being happy doing it is a major plus. So – when all’s said and done – aren’t I lucky.
See ya soon
It’s encouraging to see the recorded followers numbers building (thanks to you all) – today I am just like the weather here – sunny with cloudy intervals, if you know what I mean, and most of the time I feel good.
Outside it is absolutely gorgeous, but clouds over from time to time, bit like me in some ways, I even cloud over for short bursts, (between being gorgeous that is of course – haha). The hills and countryside are mainly bathed in sunshine, and that makes all of us feel better – long may it last.
People tell me “it’s a long job” getting over a stroke – do you know what “THEY ARE RIGHT”, but I am already over the stroke bit, and the after effects are showing daily improvements, so I’ll make them eat their words one day.
Meanwhile life goes on – and improves – as will we all I hope – I walk a little farther every day that I can, albeit still quite slowly, (and my legs ache like b*****y), – still – I am able to use my fingers, hand and arm more and more (it’s great to do my own scratching, shame in some ways, I was getting her indoors nicely trained) – I’ll keep you informed on my progress, and hers – bless her.
Bye till the next time,
ps – Thanks for your words of support and advice. (if it was you, you’ll know who I’m talking to, it is just what I needed.)
Is that a word – if not let’s make it one.
It’s still wonderful to be here – the outside world is burgeoning – I watch it through the window, sometimes it is sunny, sometimes rainy, ALL the time its great, and when the time comes I’ll get out there and enjoy being a part of it.
Only trouble is – when will it come ?
Still working on the physiotherapy – still getting better at some of the movements – still at risk of falling (I’m getting quite good at that) – STILL quite p****d off with it all. What can I say. As my grandpa used to say “There’s many a person in the graveyard that would happily change places with us survivors” so I just get on with it.
I have a wonderful family, who give me lots of support, and without whom I would have nothing much really, bless ’em, and I have all of you, THANK YOU for sharing this with me. It really helps to put all of this out there. So yes, I am still rehabbing – still p*****d off in many ways – but aren’t I lucky,
I AM STILL HERE.
p.s the bruises are getting to be really colourful now.
Outside today is where I should be – it’s warmer and sunnier than ever. The hills are green and as lovely as always, (more than can be said for me !) The sun is shining through the trees at the bottom of the garden and showing off the new growth of leaves that are so green now – the garden starts to take shape with all the colours imaginable, and the wildlife is teeming.
I wonder – do wild birds and animals have strokes ? I hope not.
The other most colourful thing is my shoulder, quite proud of it really. I looked at the carpet from up close this week again ….. VERY close, and not by choice. The carpet stays the same colour, but my shoulder changes every day as the bruise comes through.
I wonder – WHY do I fall ? (with a little practice I could get good at it.) Never mind, life goes on, as do I.
I WILL leave the house one day, but I won’t be falling. (harder ground out there.)
WATCH THIS SPACE.!
Don’t know about you but I’m bored with all this. I know “it takes time” but “WHY” I do my excercises – I try so hard – and “VERY LITTLE PROGRESS” So what shall I do ?
That sounds like I am moaning again, I’m not, or at least I don’t mean to. I’m just genuinely bored with the whole thing. I spend hours trapped in my chair and surfing the net. I learn a lot – I travel the world in my mind, and I get a pain in my backside doing it.
Trouble is, my mind still works at full speed (and that’s very fast), my body is a bit slower, and my left leg and left arm are VERY slow to react. The end result is inevitably confusion when I try to do something, and finding something that works for us can be difficult at the best of times, It’s frustrating. You know what it’s like – so WHAT DO YOU DO – share it with us. It’s all a part of rehab. It’s called socialisation.
Last night I had a dream ….. I threw myself at the floor ,,,, I missed ,,,, Thank god !
But dreams can be funny things can’t they. I’ve dreamt about all sorts of things over the years, with a total lack of memory most times, I regret to say, but I do remember falling a hell of a distance a few times. (falling out of bed I guess) These days it’s more likely to be about things I remember doing that I used to really enjoy, like driving a car, for pleasure, as well for my voluntary work. I used to take stroke victims (plus people with other problems) to hospitals and clinics all over the place, for treatment – operations etc; and really enjoyed their company. I keep telling myself “I’ll be back”, and I will one day, soon I hope. That’s a dream I won’t forget !
Actually I seem to have given up falling down (fingers crossed) but isn’t rehab a slow progress, or so it would seem to me. But I shouldn’t moan too much, cause every day I see something new, or something I can do better, so progress is being made…….slowly…VERY slowly….Although I really can’t see a return to total fitness, no matter what I do. (I don’t see that as a defeatist attitude, rather as a realistic one really) One day … I might even run a marathon. That’s a real dream! but you never know, so WATCH THIS SPACE !…