I’m more or less recovered, with only a stutter and some memory issues.  I’m also making a lot more typos than I used to, but that’s what spellcheck and autocorrect are for.  And my leg has made drastic progress in the last three months.  All in all, I can’t complain too hard about the outcome. … Read More »

Once I got home, the real fun started.  One thing I was worried about was how the critters would react to me.  Stacie’s dad had a stroke some time ago, and there were major personality changes.  I don’t seem to have suffered that side-effect – if I had Stacie would have brought it up to… Read More »

I woke up that morning, and tried to order breakfast.  Simple task – look at the menu, order an omelet, fruit, yogurt, and tea with milk.  Easy.  Easy for a person without brain damage.  Easy for someone who could speak coherently.  I couldn’t speak coherently.  In the end I wound up circling the stuff I… Read More »

No shit, I had a stroke.  As near as we can figure, it was 26 October, mainly because I could still speak English that day.  On 27 October I largely lost that ability.  I had a wound care appointment that afternoon, and I had trouble communicating with the doctor.  The only problem was I had… Read More »