Three years ago today, my father had a stroke. He went to a rehab center, and he improved. That Christmas I travelled back to New York and visited with him, and worried about how much function he would get back.
It is hard to look back on that dark time, considering how much improvement there has been.
He is helped by his good friend Maureen, who provides amazing support to him. Her kindness and generosity amaze me- from the beginning she has been at his side, getting him to therapy, helping him with housework, and I think a large portion of the credit belongs to her- he would not have done so well without Maureen by his side.
He got an experimental device for his leg by participating in a study, and it is a huge success. With it he can walk again. He is able to drive, and lives on his own, though Maureen still assists him regularly.
His speech is still affected, and is more noticeable when he is tired. Which seems more often. And he seems so much older three years on...
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