Let me start by saying that most people way that they would never know I had a stroke if I did not tell them. I know that; I understand that. I only tell them in case I make a mistake then maybe they will be more likely to overlook it. Anyway, today I was at the hospital to visit someone from the church and in came the Dr. We struck up a conversation, and then my stroke came up (because I was given the choice of doing rehab in that institution). the Dr. asked which person (me or my wife) had the stroke. Now, this was not a normal person...this was a neurologist, someone who deals with stroke patients every day. Now, on the surface someone may say that this is a small deal. But, if you are the one who had a stroke and a Dr. who deals with strokes does not know that you are the one who had a stroke, that is a big deal.
After that, we went to Sam's Club. I could have had a field day in there. It seems like everything I saw was something the kids would really like. Sometime I want to spend an entire day just getting whatever I want (I wish I had that kind of money). Anyway, it was a good day. Just spending the day leisurely with my wife was great...having the Dr. not know which one had the stroke was only icing. The real joy came in spending some time alone with my wife. We didn't have an agenda, we didn't have a Dr. appointment, we did not have to get home at a certain time for the kids (because they were being picked up by someone else). It was a really great time.
After that, we went to Sam's Club. I could have had a field day in there. It seems like everything I saw was something the kids would really like. Sometime I want to spend an entire day just getting whatever I want (I wish I had that kind of money). Anyway, it was a good day. Just spending the day leisurely with my wife was great...having the Dr. not know which one had the stroke was only icing. The real joy came in spending some time alone with my wife. We didn't have an agenda, we didn't have a Dr. appointment, we did not have to get home at a certain time for the kids (because they were being picked up by someone else). It was a really great time.
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