My dear old Dad suffered a stroke last week and subsequently has paralysis in his right arm. For such an independent and active soul this has been devastating but my Dad has borne it like a real trooper albeit a very weary one. We realise, of course, that we are so very lucky in comparison to others who have not been so fortunate. With the availability of various treatments, in some cases through rehabilitation full recovery is possible so we remain optimistic.
It’s ironic but it’s the little things that you overlook when you’re in this situation such as forgetting that because my Dad’s right handed, he struggles now to wield a knife, peel a banana and open packets. It’s a big learning curve for us all but a challenge that we’re all up for.
Whilst my Dad’s allotment and garden remains idle, on the upside I am chauffeuring him everywhere; although I’m not entirely sure he’s quite as thrilled about it! In fact, he’s remarked that whilst he escaped incontinence as a symptom, he may not be so blessed as a frequent passenger in my car.
So if you’re reading this Dad, I want you to know that I’m proud of you and that I know you can overcome anything you put your mind to.
I hope you understand that my posts maybe a little erratic and I’m not able to catch up with you as frequently as I would like but rest assured I will be thinking of you all. For those that find themselves in a similar situation I can thoroughly recommend the Stroke Association Website