We are spending every day with Debby's Mom since we arrived. The stroke took its toll on Mom's right side. She has limited use of her right side muscles. It's a lot of work to try to get the brain impulses to reroute, to signal the various parts sleeping to wake up. It makes me aware of how much we take ourselves for granted. We wake up each day assuming all of our parts will function normally. There is little concern of anything breaking down. In our minds, we will live a long time.
This rehabilitation unit is full of adults of all ages with conditions that have greatly reduced their mobility, speech and way of thinking. Any number of things can put you in a place like this; strokes, automobile wrecks, fights, operations, and other unexpected acts. Everyone trying to recover as much as they can and resume life. They still live on the edge. One more accident, fight, or stroke can topple their future because they are still in recovery from the first one. One thing they have in common is hope.
I guess we all do.
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