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It was around
7 1/2 years later and my marriage finally ended. I am still to this day
disappointed how it ended but at the same time happy it ended. Happy
because Sheila became very unhappy dealing with the demands of stroke.
Friday, March 05, 1999,
was a day I went to school with a different morning bus driver (name unknown).
Unloading me at the ramp provided for wheelchairs, with the ramp having a
90-degree turn on the way up, the driver asks me if I can make it up. I knew he
was not going to here my voice so I nodded my head to signal yes. In a rush, he
hopped in the bus and drove off leaving me stranded alone with me, myself, and
I. I did not mind, but being very bone chilling cold out and no one around to
open doors, with class being on the third floor of this building, so Thank God
the doors were open because I made it to class on time.
This is an example to help you understand things that happen, because I do not verbalize quickly enough. Knowing I had to go to the third floor and open doors, I would of shook my head no. Because he addressed and detailed his question to me wrong, and I could not verbalize quickly
"What do you mean"
I signaled wrong and
almost suffered because of that misunderstanding.
When I am not out
gallivanting, I sit at the computer and write. If I am not writing, there is
e-mail to do or I read up on other Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) victims to
remind myself it could be worse. Upon, this new established foundation I
built, I continue communicating on The Stroke Network online service to finish a
never-ending job of giving and receiving support from a verity of other
survivors or caregivers of stroke. During relaxation time, I warm up to a
good Clint Eastwood movie or if nothing good is showing The History channel or a
DVD keeping my world busy. It is the sounds of easy listening jazz, or I go country
to make my writing much more enjoyable. The Internet keeps me updated on my
interests, like fishing.
Author’s note-
I get out of bed
everyday, 7 days a week and 365 days a year with 24 hour care. The paid in
cash van brings me shopping any time, birthday parties, concerts, school, social
events such as weddings or surprise visits, picnics, family reunions, doctor
visits, fishing and a way to get away.
The laptop ale's me so I
can type up ahead of time the symptoms of illness to a physician. The
computers will read back articles to me because I use the Read and Write
program. The stroke left my eyes not able to follow words in a sentence. I
can make out headings in a newspaper or an internet article, headline but the
information that follows under that title the Read and Write program reads out
loud to me. I simply highlight the article of interest and it reads back
to me. When writing to me in an e-mail, my right arm is just good enough
to type on a regular keyboard and reply back. My right arm's fingers have
just enough motion to type with my index finger also operates to work a Glide
Point mouse. I have a big red arrow as a curser to focus on. My laptop
computer runs the programs Microsoft Word, Microsoft Excel, Microsoft Power
point, Microsoft Photo Editor, Microsoft Front Page (HTML), Microsoft
Publisher and Windows Media Player which all are among the several software
I learned to keep myself entertained and I also record my finance.
Now that I live alone in the house, I remodeled and grew up in, my laptop not
only communicates for me but also is my only life line to all the necessary task
in running a house such on-line banking and I can call on phone.
The phone is a free service you can download off Internet! Turn your
desktop or laptop into an ATT machine also; you can use a relay operator.
http://www.nextalk.net/nextalk62/nextalk.pl
Authors
note- Being that I am a quadriplegic who does not
talk and rents my home, a computer became
necessary. Today there are people who are afraid of a computer. I
was like that until I found out it is easier than turning on a TV with a remote.
I just amuse it and do what it asks. I thank God everyday I live my life
in a presents of a computer and of all the invention.
I try religiously once a week to keep attending school. Its a place I love attending to not only to socialize but work on writing articles for their newsletter and keep up on different types of adaptive equipment that help many types of disabilities. I seen many students come and go but still attend just because the program is that good.
Opening
a new location just 15 minutes away from where I live, I
was asked to make a speech at their open house. It reads-
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March
08 1966
to This
date began the long answer to my question, "How do I get back to the future I lost?" |
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