Hello Darling Ones, Yesterday, I accidentally blurted out 45 years of fat kid trauma onto my unsuspecting physical therapist. I know she is not “that kind” of therapist, but once the confession got going I…
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Stroke Me Day 35: Fatigue Management
Hey Darling Ones, Have I complained lately about what absolute garbage the stroke recovery process is? Lest you forget, it is the worst. Also, please remember, that I hate it and do not recommend having…
Stroke Me Day 30: System Failure
Dear Darling Ones, Thirty days after the stroke that leveled me, I finally finally FINALLY have a physical therapy appointment. It’s tomorrow at 9 a.m. While I know I won’t oversleep, I’ll definitely under-sleep, I’m…
Stroke Me Day 26: The Modern Leper
Hi Darling Ones, The thing that sticks with me the most from the 11 hours I spent in the Emergency Room the day I had my stroke is asking the MRI technician if I could…
Stroke Me Day 22: Am I Having a Stroke?
Dear Local Twitter Dads, Today I saw your tweets expressing incredulity at the price of family food and entertainment. The punchline of those tweets, Am I having a stroke? hurt my feelings. Yes, I know…
Stroke Me Day 15: Ready to Be All Better
Hi Darling Ones, I wear a watch now. It’s a fancy Apple Watch because my family is afraid I will fall and be unable to call for help. Every morning my first thought is, “Oh…