I keep getting in trouble for not blogging, and I keep explaining to Jeron that I'm the one that had a stroke and he should type it. He's insisting, so I'm trying. My left hand is still lagging a bit when typing, but it's getting better. It's really nothing to complain about anyway. I'm so blessed to be doing as well as I am and so blessed to have family members who love me enough to drop everything and come take care of me. I've posted a picture of me and my mom and my smile looks crooked, but it's not because of the stroke. My mom devoted three full weeks to come take care of me. Of course I was rude and impatient with her, but she was wonderful. First of all, I slept in every day (That never happens!) and she was my own personal slave. She made me food, got the kids ready for school, did my laundry, and put up with me. I can handle having strokes if it means lying in bed and having everyone take care of me! Mom left on Saturday, Sept. 26th. Our day was filled with soccer and football games. I hitched a ride with our neighbor, Kim, and Jeron took Spencer to his football game since they were at the same time. Austin is hilarious. He thinks it's really cool to dive to the ground just for the fun of it.
I'm feeling really good normally, although I do battle some form of a headache everyday. I have a meeting with my neurologist, next Tuesday, to evaluate the progress since my stroke. I just want to know....Can I drive? I could not be where I am without all of your prayers and help. I think mostly this stroke has taught me how we need to serve one another and forget ourselves. Thank you for all your support.

