Ok, I know that men are not supposed to do this, but I am going to do it anyway. I feel like everyone is having to rearrange their lives around this one event. I know they are glad to do it, but it is not what I would like to happen. I need rides everywhere, I know, but I don't want everyone to re-do their schedule for me. It happens more than you might think. I don't know if I will be able to stay at someone's house because there is always something to maneuver around. They would be perfectly willing to tell everyone to move the obstacles, but then they would be altering their life for me. I don't want that, even though they are glad to do it. No matter what I do, someone has to take my hand or be with me. If I go downstairs, it can only be if someone is downstairs already (although I went downstairs yesterday. I don't think my wife knew it...) I cannot even go to work, only 2 1/2 blocks away, by myself. Someone either has to take me or someone has to come pick me up.
Everything I do is predicated upon someone else rearranging their schedule. Now, again I will say, they are glad to do it and for that I am glad, but I just wish that they would think about things from my perspective a little. I am glad they wre willing, but I don't want them to go out of their way for me. I am supposed to preach this Sunday, and I wonder if it will be normal because every time I get CLOSE to the edge, I betcha someone will be on me to get back. It seems interesting that on one hand the Drs. want me to get back to as normal a schedule as possible, but I am not allowed. I know, I know, it has not even been 6 weeks since my surgery so people are just adjusting to my situation. I appreciate all of the people willing to give of themselves for me. I just wish this (my stroke) had not happened to me. I wish that I could live a life that is normal without everyone adjusting their lives for me. But, I guess, this is a small price to pay considering the alternative.
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