A quiet day with nothing planned. I think I’ll have a long soak in the bath later to celebrate…
Even though I’ve hardly been writing this blog for any time at all, I have already mentioned that people’s assumption that, as a stroke survivor, I am some helpless vegetable drives me mad. I think whether somebody sinks or swims in this situation is defined 95% by attitude.
Stroke or no, life just has to go on. For me, yesterday afternoon, this meant faffing around on the driveway installing a battery charger on our second (now dormant) car, which, I found to my cost, sits just a little bit too far from the power supply in my garage. One of those maintenance things which will keep it’s battery completely topped up. I was amazed how much smaller this thing is, compared to my old battery charger (which I still use occasionally, but which is by no means “smart”).
You know, if you’re going to move forward in life, you simply just need to “do” this kind of thing.
And I must admit, although I think of the day as empty, I now have a deeper understanding of what my HbA1c value means, as opposed to the value I read on my glucometer every morning. And my cholesterol numbers.