I often don't think I'm a particularly positive person, but maybe I am?
The other day I found myself saying that I was actually quite lucky because the stroke had given me the opportunity to see life from a fresh perspective. I regularly consider myself lucky, just because I've seen other survivors and know that it could all be very much worse physically. And I don't feel affected mentally whatsoever. Now that's spin 😊
I know so much more about how the health service works, how charities work and how I work than I did two years ago. I feel really privileged to have seen all these. I'm just coming up to the second anniversary of my stroke, although my stroke happened over several days rather than being a single, milestone event, so maybe this is an appropriately-nostalgic post?
BEFORE YOU START: Please note that although I currently volunteer for both the Stroke Association and Age UK, the views expressed in this blog are strictly my own. I am not a spokesperson for either (or, indeed, for any) organisation. I am based in the UK and the blog therefore has a UK bias - I've tried to use the Glossary to explain any terms which might be ambiguous, but if you think there is anything I've missed, please message me. Lastly, you'll find typos here, although I do my best to correct them. There are reasons for this, which you'll discover as you read.