Ten years after my stroke and I still fall down. In this picture, you can see I even get hurt sometimes. I average about one major fall every six months or so. These stumbles are common for me. I either do not see something or my left leg suddenly does not work to help keep me moving forward.
Walking occasionally still causes problems but so does not recognizing faces. I walk into a crowded room where I know I should recognize some familiar faces. Because of prosopagnosia, I sometimes do get lonely. Even in a room of friends I can feel as if I am all alone surrounded by strangers I don’t recognize.
Life is not always pretty. I won’t try to paint an unrealistic picture of only hope and perfection. There are still times I have to face the hard reality of stroke recovery and the repercussions that come with a brain injury. I’ve come to accept in this survivor’s journey there are bound to be intermittent setbacks.
But, I will make sure you always know this: I fall; I make a choice to get back up. I get discouraged sometimes during a long day. I am realistic in my remaining shortcomings. Yet, each night when my head hits the pillow, I know I have completely succeeded in one more day of living a life well lived. After family prayers were said the night of this latest injury, I continued on my own, “Thank you. Thank you for such a wonderful life.”
I fall down. I will always get back up.
“You learn you can do your best even when it’s hard, even when you’re tired and maybe hurting a little bit. It feels good to show some courage.” Joe Namath