Tuesday, January 15, 2008

I MISS MY LIFE

This is what Joanne said to me. Even though she is doing so well, it is still a daily struggle. We gauge how well she is doing, but the starting point is '0'. Before the stroke she was 110. She has regained so much and I thank God for that, but so much was taken away. After all the visitors leave, after the light conversations and small talk, life goes on. Dealing with the day to day needs of a family. Homework, laundry, cleaning up a spilled glass of milk, consoling hurt feelings, redirecting an argument, expressing your feelings of joy or sadness, disappointment or optimism.
Buttering a bagel with one hand, opening a jar or bottle, pulling on a pair of pants, tying your shoe. It is a battle every day.