As a kid I was a great lover of stories and would vaccuum up huge swaths of extremely varied reading material from equally various and variable sources.
One such is the tale of the tortoise and the hare, by Aesop, if I remember correctly.
Unbeknownst to me or those around, as a child I was extremely short sighted, this was probably why I spent so much time lost in the pages of a book and falling out of trees and off the back of me dads motorbike. I did know there was ‘something’ but was not aware of what exactly it was. My headmistress and parents gave me a lot of stick for not trying hard enough in class.
I was ten years old before a sight test given to everyone in the school immediately showed that I was unable to distinguish and identify even the largest letter on the test card. From then on I wore those thick glass spectacles that made me stand out in a different sort of way. Never really thought of myself as disabled though. I am sure this or other ‘conditions’ definitely shape the way our lives turn out.
Which brings me to the matter of the experience of stroke.
Generally we want the matter resolving immediately, if not sooner.
Unhappily the quick resolution usually means death on the spot, which is not usually seen as the best answer either by ourselves or by others caught up in our drama.
This means everyone needs to calm down a bit and to cool off with the dramatic.
Let’s get back into the real world.
Looked at coolly the whole thing is a mixture of horror, trauma and loss.
We need to deal with stuff.
Probably best to pack away all the worry and fear for now.
It isn’t going to help when sorting through what is left.
Trying to spark up a little optimism could well provide a little energy needed to begin to cope.
You gotta realise doing nothing isn’t being lazy, it is an important part of recovery.
You need a lot of time to pick up the pieces, which is what is happening in your ‘lazy’ moments.
It is a matter of balance, rest means repair, activity raises the spirits giving a sense of direction.
There is so much more to say.
Perhaps you can pick it up from here and run with it.
I will probably try and return, later, to move things along a little further.
None of us stands alone. We can lean on one another when there is a need.
We can help one another find a way forward.
Keep on keepin’ on