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I had a very hard time on Tuesday, January 20.  I am a conservative Christian.  I believe in the Bible and I try to do what it tells me and as I watched the inauguration I felt anger.  I didn’t feel anger at Obama, or his family.  But I am disappointed….  In the Democrats.
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You see I was born in 1938.  By 1948 I was only 10 years old.  So, I was a teenager in the 1950s.  That was when Ike was running for president.  My dad always worked hard.  He came home from the Pacific theater of World War II and had to find a job.  Now  We were not a wealthy family.  This was before TV was king.  Radio is what everyone listened to.  I studied hard and tried to learn the importance of voting.  I was not a real bright kid so I  did not  understand politics at all.  My dad taught me “A workmen is worthy of this hire” so I had that drilled into my character at an early age.  Along with this my dad taught me about   honesty, keeping my word, and following through on my promises.

This is how I grew up. There was just one telephone, and it was on the wall.  You had to stand up to talk on it.  There were no fast food restaurants, we had our meal at home, around the table.  We talked to one another about our day , and I ate what was put before me.  I was quite interested in Donald Duck, and Bugs Bunny, comic books, and saved them seriously.  I can remember trading comics like crazy.  Now of course this was before TV.  So we kept busy doing other things, using our imagination.

When I turned 16  I learned to drive in a 1953 Chevrolet standard transmission on the steering wheel, using a clutch.  Much to my fathers relief, the high school taught me how to drive.

People had become very independent.  I note this was an offshoot of World War II.  I was always encouraged to be independent.  People mostly took care of themselves.  I think you can see why I’m disappointed at the way things are going.  I come from a different generation, with different values.  However, I am determined to continue on with what I have been taught until my days are  over.  Thank you for reading… Vic

Using a wheelchair takes some getting used to.  I have to admit that all the time I was walking I didn’t think much about using wheelchair.  In fact, I used to get angry because the wheelchair people had  special places.  Very thoughtless, huh! After my stroke in 2005 I could no longer walk.  So guess what … I was forced into using a wheelchair.  My life had changed and I was not happy.  Fortunately I was able to push myself around the convalescent hospital.  I saw others who were far less fortunate than I was, who couldn’t even move around by themselves.

I became determined to make the best of the situation.  Now one of the things that was hard for me was asking people to help me.  Like pushing me to where I needed  to go.  Once again my independence was  out the window.  Even my first time on the handicapped bus was a bit creepy as I was  used to taking myself where I want to go.  I won’t lie here, because mentaly it was very, very hard for me.
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It’s now 2009 and I am making progress.  The bus is really easy to do and I enjoy myself.  They help me on board, and I go for a ride.  In fact, our activities people take us to the movies and out to eat.  I enjoy it very much and am very thankful I am healthy enough to do it.

I  found myself in the hospital and  I remember thinking, well I should be out here soon, as I didn’t like hospitals.  N OT… well, things got worse and I could not move.  This was very frightening to me, since the worst injury I had suffered to date was a broken leg.  Yes going back on writing this is very hard.  I had to recall events that were very hard for me to go through.

The hospital checked me in and took me up to a room.  My whole right side was frozen as I could not move anything.  They had  me on my back, and I couldn’t even  rest.  I am a side sleep person and that was most uncomfortable.  My family came to see me and all felt so strange.  I just wanted to be out of there and was so angry at myself for having this damned   stroke.

My oldest daughter  came in and pushed me in a wheelchair around the facility.  It was good to get out there.  However, I felt useless.  Now remember, I have been self employed for years and have taken care of myself all that time.  Being confined to a wheelchair was awful.  Just the thought of it made me ill.

I was in the hospital for three days and then they decided to move me into a convalescent home.  Once again, I had no control over what was going on.  The place was nice but full full of old people.  I was told that I was going to get therapy there   so I could work on getting better.  Now, I was 67 years old, and  only about 40 in my mind.

Once again, I had to get used to being in the new place with people I didn’t know.  I was  a very private guy and found it very difficult to allow myself to fit in .  The physical therapy people were very kind and put up with my attitude.  My stroke was truly awful… and I needed help getting  in and out of bed, brushing my teeth, going to the bathroom, and just trying to get around in the wheelchair.  I became determined that I was going to lick this problem.

During a BBQ, a friend stumbled and took a little fall,
she assured everyone that she was fine (they offered to call paramedics) …..she said she had just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes.
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They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of
food. While she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening.

Ingrid’s husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital – (at 6:00 pm Ingrid passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the BBQ. Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today. Some don’t die, they end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead.

It only takes a minute to read this…

A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke…totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough.

RECOGNIZING A STROKE
Thank God for the sense to remember the
’3′ steps, STR . Read and Learn!

Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke .

Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions:

S *Ask the individual to SMILE.
T *Ask the person to TALK and SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE
(Coherently) i.e. It is sunny out today)
R *Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS.

If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks,
call  911immediatelyand describe the
symptoms to the dispatcher.

New Sign of a Stroke——-Stick out Your Tongue

NOTE: Another ‘sign’ of a stroke is this: Ask the person to ‘stick’ out his tongue.. If the tongue is ‘crooked’, if it goes to one side or the other , that is also an indication of a stroke.

A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this
e-mail sends it to 10 people; you can bet that
at least one life will be saved.