Well, it’s been like two months and I spent none of that at home. After the stroke, my parents picked me up, and I’ve spent the last month with them.
Now don’t get me wrong, but I moved away a long time ago. I need to be at home. And their place just isn’t home. I need to be in my home. My place. So, welcome back to Memphis. 🙂
So, now it’s a matter of recovery. Over the last month, I’ve had time to figure out about walking again. And learning to control my right arm. I’m satisfied to say that I can successfully barely use a mouse. And that’s actual progress. Moving my fingers, grabbing the mouse, adjusting the length and depth of movement. It takes some effort. Harder than you think. Pretty much everything is harder than you think.
Walking is improving too. I don’t need to rely on a walker as much, and my shoes barely scrape the pavement as I walk. As I heal, I have this tingling feeling in the right side, and that will eventually go away. So really it’s just a matter of time, until I get proper feeling back.
The work continues.
Been a while since I last posted here. What can I say, been busy? Even during COVID and such, I was a bit caught up in work and such.
Well, here is a good reason to bring y’all up to date. Bottom line, I had a stroke.
I think the term is “left side cerebrum hemorrhagic stroke”. Basically, its what happens when a vessel bursts in your brain, and dumps a ton of blood on your body, flooding that hemisphere.
Funny thing, most strokes you are asleep for. No warning given. And when you live alone, no notice while you sleep thru 24 hours of it. Fun.
It happened mid-May. It’s been three weeks now, I’ve been having some memory issues and some severe movement issues. You think that would be obvious from, like, that it was a stroke, but it’s sort of like having your whole body go numb.
Nevertheless, after 3 weeks in recovery, and having gone from a bag of meat to a functional human being again, I’m doing okay.
Anyway, I’m headed home tomorrow, which is the first step of putting life back together.
I still hope to be at WCUS in September, depending on whether or not I’m fully walking again by then.