P.S.
I just wanted to say that when I first came home I was ashamed and embarrassed that I had a stroke and couldn't walk or see right. I hid. I didn't want anyone to know and when someone just saw me in the wheelchair I didn't want to answer questions. I couldn't look into people's faces then because the world was distorted even more that it is now. And I was glad. All my life I worked with people and I was avoiding it. It may be hard to imagine but I didn't talk to anyone about my feelings or thoughts and I was sick of the cliches they tossed at me to cheer me. I avoided thinking about stroke and didn't look up anything or deal with how I felt. Maybe I am still there but it really feels great to get all this off and out. I know that I am not alone and someone must get it and maybe it will help someone else to know that I get it. Mostly I had courage to blog because I was welcomed and understood here. It is healing to write this and to be supported. I will do my best to be honest and thanks for listening and for the opportunity to share and if it is all craziness then I'll blame it on the stroke. LOL see how fast I learned how to blame it ALL on the stroke, eh yeah well.
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