Major family setback: stroke

Yesterday I got a call at work from my mother. She told me that the paramedics were at my house and that they thought that Mike had had a stroke.

Time seemed to slow down. I was hoping that my mom and the paramedics were wrong. I didn't know what to expect  and it was toturous to wait in a 30 minute triage line just to find out where my husband was and what his condition was. 

I finally found him and he had been given a bed immediately.  It was definitely a stroke. Mike told me, slurring out of one side of his mouth "There's nothing they can do". His devastation was obvious. 

It's interesting the words one clings to when they hear upsetting news about their health. He didn't remember "It's mild" or "The blockage is gone". The first words out of his mouth were "There's nothing they can do". 

But for some reason, it didn't faze me. Because there's nothing they can do about Down syndrome either and look how great Phoenix turned out. 

So it's a stroke. There's weakness on the left side of Mikes body. It affects his arm and leg, his balance and his speech. His mind and memory are fully intact. It could be much worse. It could be so much worse. 

But this is life. He's alive and with us. There is still much to be thankful for today.