Stroke of Terrible Luck
My husband and I quietly rang in the New Year in a mostly private ceremony. After kissing, I mused about the upcoming 12 months. "If 2014 brings us as many positive changes as 2013 did, then by this time next year we'll be in Nirvana!"
Less than 12 hours later, I was experiencing my first ambulance ride. My boyfriend had experienced his first stroke while in my arms, and I was keeping him calm while struggling to rearrange my expectations for 2014.
I'm not going to be around much for a long time, folks. I doubt I'll even have a chance to read the blogs, much less respond to them. Someone who means the world to me needs my help to recover from a crippling event, and then to reengineer the remainder of his life based on the degree of functionality he retains. I'll be giving him every minute of my time that I can for as long as it takes.
If anything comes up that you me to know about, please e-mail me directly. I just won't find out otherwise.
Less than 12 hours later, I was experiencing my first ambulance ride. My boyfriend had experienced his first stroke while in my arms, and I was keeping him calm while struggling to rearrange my expectations for 2014.
I'm not going to be around much for a long time, folks. I doubt I'll even have a chance to read the blogs, much less respond to them. Someone who means the world to me needs my help to recover from a crippling event, and then to reengineer the remainder of his life based on the degree of functionality he retains. I'll be giving him every minute of my time that I can for as long as it takes.
If anything comes up that you me to know about, please e-mail me directly. I just won't find out otherwise.