than I ever wanted. Stroke recovery is slow. Agonizingly slow. For the patient and the family. You cannot rush it. You can only enhance it with therapy, waiting, hoping and lots of prayers.
Some days are better than others. Sometimes he is alert. Sometimes sleepy. Sometimes talkative about nonsensical things. Sometimes he can respond and answer completely normal. It is frustrating at best. It is the lesson in patience I guess I've always needed. I just hate he had to suffer a stroke to teach me. Perhaps we will be stronger than ever!
from Day 27
words flow from my pen
fears build up in my mind
hope grows in my spirit
prayers lift from my soul
God speaks to my heart
peace returns
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