Okay, I know I’ve been awfully quiet on the blog-front for a few months now. Partly that had to do with life getting chaotic. Another part had to do with health. And another part was I didn’t know what I wanted to talk about.
Let’s start with the chaos from early Spring. I had 3 minor roles in the production Titanic: Tragedy & Trial, which took up the first half of Spring. Great production and I was proud of my performance in it. Reedy Point Players also hosted their first playwright competition – which was quite a success for an inaugural event. But the really craziness started…
with my health on May 19 at 4 am. I had a stroke one week to the day after I turned 48 years old and it turned out to be a blessing. Yes, you read that correctly, a blessing. You see I knew months prior that I was heading to having either a stroke or a heart attack and did NOTHING to avoid it from happening. I was smoking, eating poorly, not exercising and never finding a way to relax and decompress. So, at 48 years old I had a stroke. I was lucky because I had the stroke in the ER of the local hospital as I was there for a complication from an EMG done the previous day. The doctors and nurses started medication and treatment as the stroke was occurring, literally. Because of their fast reactions to what was happening I had minimal effects from the stroke. I was so incredibly scared and confused and upset as it was all happening. I still tear up thinking how truly blessed I am to be doing so well today.
I spent 5 days in the hospital and had about a month of Physical Therapy (outpatient). My job was beyond supportive and caring during my recovery. I am blessed in that regard too. I work with the best people who are very kind, caring, and loving people. I digress. Some after affects of the stroke were weakness on my left side (basically gone now), issues with stuttering (not as bad now, but still happens occasionally), extreme anger and lashing out (this has been remedied with a little help from a therapist), and some memory issues (still figuring out what’s gone for good). Overall, not bad.
The stroke proved to be a wake up call for me. A HUGE (or is that yuge? haha) wake up call. I stopped smoking immediately and haven’t had one since. I changed what I’m eating and how I’m eating, which has resulted in 14 pounds lost thus far (114 to go to get to my goal), and I work out regularly. I feel better than I have in a long time. I had to make some major lifestyle changes because I do not want to end up having another stroke or a heart attack. I have too much living to do.
That brings me to the last part – not knowing what I wanted to talk about. You see, the confused feeling stayed quite a while after the stroke. That influenced my desire to write. I couldn’t figure out which end was up half the time, so putting my thoughts into writing was way more than I could fathom. That seems to be have fixed itself too.
So, I’m back. I’m better than I was and I still have a long way to go. I’ll get there. Just wait for me.