My Stroke of Love
A Path of Recovery
It was a modern structure with a little studio-like apartment on the ground floor. Don wheeled me into our temporary home. As he pushed the wheelchair over the threshold, I was overwhelmed by the smallness of the the space and wondering how in the world I would ever navigate this space in a wheelchair. TheContinue reading “Discharge – A New Beginning”
There were other difficult and sad moments. Six times a week I would have to go a group exercise hour. The first week was extremely difficult for me. I did not want my disability on display for others to see. I felt helpless and embarrassed and angry. But soon realizing that all of us patientsContinue reading “The Lessons Keep Coming”
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