When I suffered a stroke some 10 months ago, my world came to a grinding halt and I found it extremely difficult to accept the change in pace. I had become used thinking on my feet, problem solving on a daily basis in 7 different posts with 7 different work environments. The rush was what kept me going and I did not realise that this was taking a toll. But pay you must, for such neglect. My Stroke resulted from a rampantly uncontrolled high blood pressure and could have brought my dreams, aspirations and life to a very sudden end but I was blessed, guarded perhaps, by angels because I got a second chance.
So , in celebration and perhaps atonement, I have found it productive to share my early morning reflections and conversations with myself in the form of a Blog. The purpose of this being, firstly, to harness my mind that continues to travel at jet -speed while I now, physically ride a bullock cart and secondly, a the hope that my experiences will in some way help others who may be going through the same.
Blogging all about it has , for me, served as a therapist's couch, allowing me to act as my own inquisitor, counsellor and sometimes even my own therapist. You may decide for yourself by reading from Chapter 1 via the link below, penned during the first days following discharge from hospital.
http://mieye2-reflections.blogspot.co.uk/
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