Wait, We Are Not Old Enough For a Stroke

Photo Credit Margie Gandy

The last thing we expected

Ending up in the stroke unit at St Luke’s Hospital was the last thing on my mind as I pulled out of my driveway, heading South to deliver a wheelchair to a small Mexican town that I previously wrote about.

Later that evening, after a phone call to my husband, I quickly did an about-face after discovering that he was having a possible stroke.

How extremely violating it is to your senses when you feel that you are on top of your family’s health, but quickly learn that you are mistaken.

Tim eats well, he is not even slightly obese. He has no bad habits, takes no medications, and no medical conditions that would warrant a stroke.

“We are not old enough for this” and “We are not ready for this” are the thoughts that intertwined with a more comfortable thought; “ It can’t be a stroke, it has to be something else”.

Strokes are what happen when you are older and in the “home stretch”.

“We are not old enough for this” and “We are not ready for this” are the thoughts that intertwined with a more comfortable thought; “ It can’t be a stroke, it has to be something else”.

Slowly, the reality, mortality, and the solid mathematical truth of our years, vulnerability, and current life status began to sink in.

We are exactly the people that strokes happen to. Mostly because they happen to everyone.

How could I have felt somehow immune to being “caught” in a situation that only happens to other people?

After a sobering slap in the face, my next brilliant path of illogical behavior lead me down a ridiculous and frankly selfish path of asking myself how I could have prevented this.

“How did I fail? I tried to make sure we ate healthily, stayed moderately active, and eliminated unnecessary stress.

Though it may be a number of contributing factors, the question is “what do we do from here?”

It is unproductive and pointless to be emotionally paralyzed by dwelling on what went wrong.

We will dwell on doing things as right as possible and realize that we are not in complete control of everything.

We will live well. We will trust God’s hand.

We will be grateful for the thirty-three years of life together and with hope, look forward to another few decades.

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