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When one partner suffers a stroke; life is turned upside down, but when you have both partners who have been struck with a serious illness; it can be a devastating blow I was the first one at 47 years of age to suffer with what doctors call a series of thunderclap migraines which resulted in a bleed on the right side of my brain a Cerebral Hemorrhage). After a long series of tests, MRI's, and CT scans, the doctors referred to my "stroke" as "Call Fleming Syndrome"; The date was November 19, 2011. I will never forget that day. Then on July 29, 2014 Phil at 53 was struck down with a massive stroke which resulted in a bleed in the (Basal Ganglia) this was a day that dampened what was the beginning of a joyous summer ;( we had two sons marry Nick in June and Cory in July) This blog voices Phil's experiences on learning to live and walk again. We hope to share our story , experiences, frustrations, and how we have had to struggle, but at the same time still find joy in being together and being alive will help others not only find hope but better understand what a stroke is and steps to take to help avoid one. Each day we find new reasons to get up and do it all again.

Friday, 26 June 2015

Independance Day!!!

June 26/15


It's been on my mind (or what's left of it ) lately ; "where did I picture myself being a year after the stroke ?"

 We are coming up to that anniversary ( I hate giving it a festive or celebratory title ) . Yesterday I got up , got into my chair , rolled into the washroom and shaved and brushed my teeth and hair ( different brushes ; and had a morning appointment with occupational therapy. 

Then I wrote a bit and took off; a short road trip to my mother's house to say hi ! Not a far trip , but a solo one , which is rare these days as I always have my beautiful Dar with me. A year ago these things were not part of my daily routine . I am the kind of person who overthinks doing new things , envisions the activity , the challenges and obstructions , prepares for what may go wrong , developes alternate routes and scenarios .

 Surprise is not my friend . I had , in my dreams , made the jaunt over to mom's several times , obsessing over where the sidewalks were , where I'd have to go on or off the road to the point that if any of those things were not as I'd dreamed them I would feel a spike of panic , but all was as dreamt and it was pretty close by so it went quick. 

Had a nice visit and gave my buddy Phil , who's been pissing me off lately a gift of being able to say "Well , not bad for a year in ! For quite a while I felt the easiest path to the Phil I once was started at stubbornness and obstinance , detoured through attitude and arrogance , and did a stopover in bullheaded junction , but I am now mapping out the independance trail in my dream time , it still follows the same route and stops for lunch in the junction but hopefully will be less stressful on me and my lovely partner. 

Some of my dumbest mistakes and falls were acheived by taking the independance trail without a plan and I'm done hurting US by bulling into stuff without thinking. I did enough of that before and since stroke time and I am setting out these days as a more seasoned traveller , one with new priorities , new destinations an appreciation for the inability to do so and a very full heart , good luck on the road fellow travellers , see you for lunch at the junction.Phil
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