Hello, my family of readers and friends, and hello to my birth family as well.
I am far better off than the last time I wrote. I am near completing my time here in the rehab hospital, and have been interviewed one-time-each by two of local skilled-nursing-facility reps, and my case worker says there will be more. I’ll b happy to have the choice between many. The two are 1) Seaside, which is a home on the Back Bay, and 2) St.Joseph’s skilled-nursing facility, which passed state inspections with a higher score in Health Care. I expect more visitors from other locations, including one from Yarmouth.
My mood is far better than it was this morning. I continue to remind myself that where I end up will be the right place, and to invite Wisdom into my heart and my choice. In the meantime, I am still working my butt off, emphasizing on walking, and on regaining strength in my left arm. Odd to see, I used my left arm and hand far more than I would have known before the stroke, in ordinary motions. I pedaled on an arm-bike today, and that wore me out, but I am staying awake, so that when my head hits the pillow, I fall asleep.
So, all goes well here, and I hope that is true for all of you . Thanks for all your comments and support!
Much love to all.
Hello, my readers and friends! You haven’t heard much from me in the last few weeks. At first, I took a break because I did’t know what to write, and over the last ten-or–so days I have been in the hospital, severely ill.
I had a small stroke. My speech has returned to nearly normal, although my pace is wrong, and my tongue still feels larger than the inside of my mouth.
More seriosly affected is my left arm, which remains mostly numb, although I expect to make progress in rehab, where I go tomorrow. Most notable, however, were the visions I experienced during the first day in ICU. I believed I was among a group of pre-Islsam African scholars, treated with respect, (as though a member of the tribe,) and encouraged to participate in the exchange of intellectual and philosophical ideas. The stretching of my mind during this time remains, but I will need some time to sort through some stuff — eventually I will write of it.
I left the hospital this afternoon, and now reside in NewEngland Rehab Hospital. I have to mention all the help and attention from my youngest sister, M. She is steadfast, and she helps me prepare for the coming weeks, physically and emotionally. Thanks, M.! In fact, all of my family and many of my friends assist me through these tough first days, and many of them have volunteered one of their kidneys. Amazing; that’s how that feels!