So I never would have imagined sitting at home alone on a Monday trying to remember how to walk and use my left hand. I have certainly become more aware of strokes in the last 2 months…more than I wanted to for sure!
I still don’t believe when I wake up each morning that I won’t be able to just walk to my kitchen. Since February 12th, my entire life has become so very different. Little things I took for granted like putting on my clothing and feeding the dogs have become major tasks involving planning and physical challenges.
I don’t feel at home in my own body anymore! It’s hard to keep a good attitude because I can’t see the end. One day at a time has become incredibly important. Baby steps.