After reading my blog post from yesterday (i.e. me complaining about my wait at the VA), someone made a very simple and yet profound statement to another person about me. The comment was, "Listen to the dead guy complaining about the wait at the VA". I do have to remember that the worst wait is just an inconvenience; it is small in comparison to the alternative - DEAD. Thanks for putting up with me whining about my wait and please don't hesitate to remind me to be thankful for all the blessings that I have...this winter, although it is seemingly endless, is just a nuisance; the car-line at school, even though some people don't know how to drive, are just irritations. In truth, anything above ground is very good. Thank you, God, for every day that I am alive.
On December 8, 2008, my life changed forever. I had a double sided cerebellar stroke with 2 brain stem compressions. It was not until December 10, 40 hours after my stroke, that surgery was finally done to relieve the pressure. Dr. Piper, the neuro-surgeon from Iowa Methodist hospital in Des Moines, told my wife that surgery was nothing more than an attempt to save my life, but that it would not erase the deficiencies as a result of the stroke. Although she admits that she did not really understand what Dr. Piper had just said, my wife, Laura, agreed to the surgery and the care team performed a decrompessive craniotomy, to hopefully relieve the pressure and allow my brain to function somewhat normally. For those who have followed my blog for the last 14+ years, the surgery was successful, I returned to the church and I now live a relatively normal life, although I do have some pretty severe, though not always visible, defieciencies. I really thought that life could not get any worse th