I admit it...I was having a little bit of a pity party yesterday. I have heard many doctors in many hospitals all say the same thing...I will have to change my schedule a little bit because of my stroke. I guess that I REALLY thought that if I tried hard enough I could overcome my situation. Yesterday was the first time, that I can remember, that I paid attention to someone saying that my weakness is not a new situation; it is a new side-effect to the same situation. It seems that the more I try to overcome my situation, the worse my side-effects get. Not that I have to wrap myself in bubble wrap, but I have to slow down a little. I know that I need to; that is not the issue, it was having somone tell me that I HAVE to. I will have to readdress a little about me to really re-do my schedule. I have always given 100% of what I have to my work, and I might have to reserve a little now to keep my health; that is totally different for me. I know that it is a reality and I will do this just like I have done everything before: with all that is in me, but it will require some uncomfortable changes.
Tomorrow I will preach the funeral for a dear friend of mine. He was the definition of a selfless person. I truly appreciated all that he did, but, when I was meeting with the family on Wednesday a memory came to me suddenly and I was suddenly overcome with emotion. Let me back up a little bit: After my stroke in December, 2008 my license was revoked for obvious reasons and it took me some time and practice before I was able to drive again. I finally got my license back in February, 2009. But, shortly after I got my license back the reality of the severity of my stroke became evident: my stroke had seriously impacted the PONS area of my brain stem, and therefore, a lot of my nerves were negatively impacted. One of the nerves that was damaged was the nerve that controls my eye movements; my left eye would would twitch, at times almost uncontrollably, and that made it really difficult to drive, particularly at night. That brings me to the memory that left me so emotional. Fast forwar
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