June 1, 2017 by CassieCravings
It has been 5 months since the stroke.
The speech therapist said a switch would flip at 5 months, that there’s something magical about this month in recovery. I’m searching like a lunatic for that switch. I haven’t found it yet.
Recovery is difficult and lonely. It’s the kind of crap that builds character and makes one stronger. Some days I feel strong. Most days I still feel the cutting edges of stroke shrapnel.
It seems much longer than that. Perhaps because my new normal is this: A walker. Injections. Seizures. Headaches.
Perhaps when the brain clot is gone I will remark at how quickly the time goes. But not yet.
She said at 5 months, there is a switch. I believe her. I will keep looking for it.