I don't normally blog about this kind of stuff, so it just gets overlooked, but I had another issue with my balance today. I was getting ready to take my youngest daughter to school (about 7:30 a.m.) and lost my balance; I found myself on the chaise (luckily not the floor). This is not the first time this has happened. I don't like to blog about this kind of stuff, but I need to keep a record of this (as I have said before) and I don't know of any better place to keep track. So, expect a little more blogging activity. But, regardless of my current circumstances, God is still good. As I have said in previous posts and to various people, I feel pretty good for a dead guy; considering I was not expected to survive the surgery, a few balance issues are very minimal.
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