This blog was created to document our experience dealing with Bailey, our 16 year old daughter's stroke. Until September 15th, she was a perfectly healthy, active teenage girl. She is a junior in high school this year. She has a part time job, many friends and a busy social life. She is involved with the marching band, cross country skiing and the school theater group. Her class schedule reads like that of my nightmares - Honors classes, Advanced placement classes and even a "college in school" physics class. She has a smile that shows itself with the slightest of provocation. She is happy, easy going and a bit goofy. Generally, there was no reason to expect any health issues and definitely we would not ever have even thought a stroke was a possibility.

So, this is our story. I am hoping it will help others who experience this sort of misfortune to understand they are not alone. Maybe they are feeling the way we do and will take some comfort our story.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

From A Distant Perspective...

Tomorrow is Grandma Pheobe's 101st Birthday. I have been informed that Bailey has been issued a day pass in order to go and visit her. This is very exciting news! On top of that, Bay has less than a week until they release her back into the wilderness, so she can once again reek havoc on the world! :)

The renovations to the house our going fairly smooth. But if you asked my dad he would say otherwise. Keith and his team have resurfaced the living room floor, and the bathroom. The new toilet is in working condition, and instead of a bath tub, we now have a shower. Other side projects, such as, building new cabinets for the bathroom, and painting the walls in Bay's room, are on the agenda. I would like to let the team know that both myself and my parents are very grateful for your hard work and time. Your efforts to better Bailey's home experience are amazing. Thank you very much.

On to the next one...

I spoke to Bailey on the phone a few days ago. She was not very talkative, but I hardly believe that is was aphasia related. I think she was just tired from the events of the night prior. It was the morning after the dance, and she told me that they let her stay out until midnight! Wow. I don't know how she did it. Last I remember she was kicking us out of her room before eight every night so she could (talk to Zachy-Poo and) sleep. I guess when there is gossiping to be done a girl can summon energy from all sorts of places.

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