Well here I am a couple of weeks down the line, on the road to recovery.
It doesn't seem to have been a difficult task. Maybe I've been lucky.
OK, I take an extra pill each day and I have been very careful with what I eat and I haven't been rushing around as much as I usually do. In fact, no rushing at all.
My 10 minute walk to fetch the daily paper had been taking 20 minutes but I am now managing it in less than 12. I have been allowed to help with the weekly shopping although I'm not yet driving. I only carry two bags of groceries at a time rather than 4 or 5.
I have even been painting figures for an hour or two spread over an afternoon/evening.
Maybe I'll pick up some dice soon.
So it's one step at a time but the steps are not particularly difficult.
I still have a stroke nurse coming to see me although I think there will not be much to see and I am booked in for a 24 hour heart monitor for next again weekend.
My Grandson, just over 1 year old, made me happy this afternoon by taking his first steps on his own across the living room. No holding him back now.
Everything is up from here.