A Different Me
One month out from a a stroke. My oh my. The spirit is willing, fingers not so much. I am hoping that making my left hand acknowledge the keys it needs to may help get the hand wanting to participate. I am so very different but yet kind of like the old me as well. Each day I hope to put a short post on for PT. Big news today is going for a hair cut here in town . . me and my baggage. If the left hand and arm come back to working order, my catheter won’t be needed. Enough today. I here a muffled “uncle.”