Darling Ones,

I had a stroke in the wee small hours of Monday morning. While the stroke is considered small, the disruption to my life is enormous.

Fortunately, my speech and cognition have escaped unharmed. Unfortunately, the limbs on the right side of my body have suffered. I have to use a walker to get to and from the bathroom because I’m so wobbly.

My coordination and fine-motor skills are shit at the moment. Typing takes a lot of effort and requires so much back-spacing.

I’m too down in it to appreciate that even being able to type four days after a stroke makes me lucky.

As I get stronger, I’ll share more of my story. I haven’t yet decided how much medical detail I want to reveal. Right now, I’m super emotional and totally overwhelmed. I went to bed Sunday night and woke up Monday disabled, even if it might be temporary. It’s a lot. Reckoning with my unconscious ableism is taking some work. So is relinquishing a lot of my beloved independence.

Sisters #2 & 4 are here with me now, and we’re figuring out what I need to remain independent.

It all sucks and I hate it! And on top of it all, I missed my eye appointment so I still can’t see.

Boo to everything.

More when I’m up for it,
Jodi