Seven years today on a cold frosty January afternoon my aneurysm ruptured and I ended up on the floor with my dog to keep me company. Despite the glum prognosis I survived and I have been on a roller coaster ride ever since with my aneurysm, being so unpredictable, but having said all that, I would say, never give up hope, make the most of every day and spend time with the people you love, love Alice xx
Seven year anniversary: Seven years today on a cold... - Headway
Seven year anniversary
Defying the odds is what we all aim for, and your post is a welcome reminder of that possibility m'love..
It was 12 years for me this Christmas and feels like no time at all !
Keep on keeping on Alice...
Love Cat x 💐
congrats on y progress!! Mine is 23!! I find it easy to smile ?! To spite my injury!! Had to relearn so many personal skills again, helped to have so few emotions! Still determined! Just forget why I got out of the comfortable chair, ment to do something!! …. Oh well
Hi Alice, anniversary of a life changing event is a difficult time. So pleased you are able to acknowledge it positively.
The roller coaster journey of life inevitably continues for you but having ‘a glass half full’ attitude certainly gives you the edge. Being thankful for what we do have is probably something none us thinks about until life is turned on it’s head.
Also thank you for giving me comfort, support & strength to keep going for my son .
Very best wishes Nanapal x
Hello there
^Jan was my seventh aniversary. Oh how I understand. Mine was a triple and left me in a sort of limbo. But....the people I love and loved do not recognise me or (for the most part), don't even want to know the me on this side of my triple SAH. I was given minimal chance of even reaching the operating table and was not expected to wake up after. The head nurse of the neuro dept said that they were not expecting much of me if I did wake up. I am trying to be the person they want but don't know who he was. Who keeps a check on who they are ?
Good luck to you though.
With SAH, it changes everything. Congratulations on getting through 7 years! whoop whoop. you, like so many others, find the prognosis grim, and sometimes even support for some, falls by the wayside (or ups and walks off...) but by grit and determination we are all testimony to rising above the odds and overcoming them. look how far you have come in this time. you are not where you started. you have grown to accept this new way of being you. that in itself is hard. the letting go of old self, and adjusting to the new. like changing from an old faithful pair of jeans.. uncomfortable at first, but will eventually feel old faithful. as you say, always keep loved ones close where you can and live for each day. if you dog still with you, loads of fuss and treats too.
Yes Dark Angel, my faithful friend is still with me, he is now eleven and a half, which is very good going for boxer cross lab, he is an old man now and struggling, and I’m dreading having to let him go, but like he was there for me, we will be there for him xx
definitely old man but such a good boy. hopefully like all good freinds, you will celebrate his life when the time comes and allow him dignity and grace. I hope you have plenty of photos and memories of him. and im sure he knows you will be there for him, like he has been for you all his life (or from when you got him). may he yet still have a few good years in him
We got him from the rspca, he was eight weeks old and the puppies were handed in due to domestic violence. He was absolutely petrified of everything, if I went in the pan cupboard he ran for cover, if there was an argument he would climb on the settee behind me and hide, we had a Rottweiler at the same time if there was fireworks going off Poppy would fly out to attack them, and digby would get to the door as if to say go on poppy I’ll wait here till you come back. So he has never forgot his own trauma and must have been very scared when I collapsed. He’s also supported my daughter who is a war veteran, from Iraq and afghanistan ,he lived on army camp with her and had his own I’d card to get through security, they all loved him, so he’s travelled and been quite a star xx
bless him, he has seen a lot then, and in himself had to endure so much too. at least with you and your family, coming from a rough start, it sounds like there is a lot of love and healing involved for all, and was repaid when your collapsed and ever since. that sort of loyalty is legendary and came only come from being loved unconditionally. he looks absolutly adorable. with regards to your daughters service, im sure Digby helped her also in his own way and im glad he is loved both on base / and civvy st.