Part 4 – Family
- My Mom and Dad are the Best!
The next day, Monday (Dec 1), my parents had decided to return to Indiana while the weather was good. They came to visit in the hospital and then left from there. That was hard. Hard for me, but maybe harder on them. The goodbyes were sweet and poignant. I’ve never seen my dad so tender. It’s a memory I will forever treasure. It meant the world to me. My mom was having a hard time not crying. I know she was trying not to for my sake cuz her crying got me to crying. I don’t remember, but I think they left late morning.
With the speech problem, I wasn’t comfortable talking on the phone much at all to anyone, not even my parents. So for weeks after, they would text me every day to check on me. A new learning curve for them both. I’m one of the lucky ones. My parents have always been there for me no matter what. God privileged me by letting me be one of their kids. I don’t take that for granted.
That afternoon held another MRI of my head as confirmation of the stroke, and also an ultrasound of the carotid arteries in my neck and heart area which came back negative. Basically, they never figured out what caused the stroke.