Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Flashback Friday post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what makes him tick.
I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.
Oh, and thank you to Jennifer at Paperkutzs for allowing me to use her image.
Actually, I’m glad I found this post again, bucause it is a pretty good sit-rep of how I’m left after the stroke. I might add it to the menu on the top, although I notice it leaves out my eyes.
In Training
Somebody posted on WP the other day, an aspect was how people needed to laugh at themselves. So, I felt inspired… For me, following the stroke, it was not quite learning to laugh, but learning to shrug. Things are what they are, and if I can’t manage something, I have two choices, either accept it, … Continue reading “In Training”
Things are indeed what they are. As we get older we have to accept the deterioration in our health and learn to live with the limitations of our ageing bodies. Unfortunately, the older we are, the greater the chance of Mother Nature throwing us a curved ball.
Still, whilst we are above ground and breathing, that has to be positive. 😂
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I broadly agree, except for the last bit. There is definitely a bar below which I don’t think I am prepared to go. But it is some way off yet. I did meet a stroke survivor once who was unable to walk, that must be pretty unpleasant. I think the worst is the inability to communicate, which again I saw from time-to-time. Medicine is very good at keeping people alive but not so good at giving quality.
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Yeah that’s a fair point. Quality of life is important. I would hate being totally dependant on other people. For instance, I couldn’t have coped with the life Stephen Hawking had, and I don’t know how people with MND stay so positive. I don’t think I could do it!
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