I never envisaged myself ever writing this but it’s life in a nutshell, stroke visited me in my 51st year out the blue.
I was in denial and very angry it robbed me of me and took my left hand for a while- the insert favourite curse word here. Somewhat reluctantly joined here and glad I did as I have learnt so much.
Not enough to stop me being that middle aged fool but to change a little, I’m currently in therapy which has been good. A great doctor who has pushed me and prodded me into thinking , rationalising and doing what I do best with problems break them down.
Physically feeling good, ,mentally to and have managed back to a demanding job full time and keeping everyone on their toes and amused in equal measures.
All sounds great but this past month a few massive challenges family and work related and made it through no issues. Am getting over a chest infection and ready to get out cycling and into the gym- both very gently to start then August/ September going to attempt Wing Chun to see if it can stimulate residuals in my left arm and just fir the sheer fun aspect.
Weird thing is if I’d known this 2 years ago would have literally pooped myself and run away, but I didn’t and am alive and lucky to be so unscathed . I actually feel better than most of the time in the last 20 years or so , weird,
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Glad you’re feeling good to be alive. Have you managed to get out into the lovely sunshine we’ve been having. That always makes me feel better.
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Stroke does give you a whole new perspective on life. It also teaches you how to adapt and proves just how resilient your body and mind can be
It does give you a new lease of life in a way. It changes your priorities in life, so what you do choose those to be have more meaning and appreciation for.
So glad you are seeing the positives and making such a good recovery, long may it continue.
Lorraine
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A great post. Having a stroke certainly does give you a different perspective on things.
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Hi @Janetb didn’t get much of a chance but got some gardening in then struggled with a chest infection so slept and rested as per doctors orders. But hoping for an extended summer.
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“Cheesy leather, second-hand, electric donkey bottom biters!" as the Monty Python team would say.
I find therapy a useful way to talk to myself but with the input of a second party.

I sometimes think, when feeling horrible or embroiled in the murkiest parts of living that, essentially, I could have had it all done and dusted at the age of 44. No rest for the wicked.
For me, it is not that weird. I sometimes think I’m in a better place, despite the moments of complete misery, than I was before stroke. Maybe a false memory on my behalf or perhaps my brain is geared towards compassion.
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