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The AfterStrokeParty

We had the AfterStrokeParty. It was great.  And as a picture paints 1000 words, here’s 2300 for you:

Which only leaves me to say thank you, and au revoir.

Until Wednesday, when I see the consultant, anyway.


I didn’t wear heels

I’ve timed this post so that it will appear, as if by magic, while I’m actually at the afterstrokeparty.  Mainly because I’ve only timed one entry before and I wanted to do it again!

I nearly wore heels tonight.  It was a bit of a secret plan, as I haven’t worn anything vaguely resembling a heel in more than 3 months.  However, I decided today that putting on heels on the one night I know I’m going to be on my feet for most of it would be a dumb move, so I’m not.  The flat boots win out again.

Anyway, I hope you’re having fun on this Friday night.  I am.


And now, the end is near…

Tomorrow is the actual AfterStrokeParty.  It’s not a big deal..!

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The Actual AfterStrokeParty

There is a reason this blog is called the afterstrokeparty.

On the 2nd or 3rd day – I was certainly still in the Hyper Acute Unit at Hospital Number 2 – my cousin Rich and I decided we would need an after stroke party in the new year.  I mentioned it to Kate .  When I started the blog a few days later, it seemed like the obvious choice for the URL.  In Kate’s words, “Who knew that would catch on?!”  However, going back to the original plan, the date of the party is now booked.  I’m billing it as a get-together for three birthdays (including mine) that fall in the same fortnight in January, as well as the afterstrokeparty.  One of the birthdays belongs to Mark.  You remember him, right?  If not, you can be reminded here, here, and here: he’s going to have a birthday with a zero on the end. (Sorry Mark!!!)

So… on Friday 21 January we are having a little get together involving a few drinks and friends.  Tomorrow Emma (the other birthday) and I will pop to the pub-around-the-corner to see if we can reserve a little space; otherwise it’ll be at our place.

So, if you are reading this and you know my email address, you are invited to join us for drinks to celebrate a whole new year.  Do let me know if you think you can make it and (assuming you really are my real-life friend) I shall send you details.  Save the date.

I’ve decided that the drinks will mark the end of the blog as I know it.  After it’s been written up, with possibly a few photos, I’ll close the frequent updates.  I might still post very occasionally, if and when there is something to say, but it won’t be a day-to-day thing any more.  Unless anything changes.

However, for those who may need another blog to read on the loo, I’ve started a new one recently, to go alongside my MSc dissertation, and it will gear up when I really get started on it, in March/April/May time.  And I’ll tell you all about it nearer the time.

Thanks for all the support and Christmas wishes.

Happy Boxing Day.  I hope you are having a fantastic time.


MSc Residential: Day 3

Lovely not-the-last-supper in the pub instead of the mess, before the almost-last-supper at the Indian in the village tomorrow night, which will be the last night we’re all in the same place until, perhaps, graduation.  Everyone else has gone on to the bar but at 9pm I’ve come back to crash.  Thems the breaks I guess, and I’ve about decided I’m not showing until 10am in the morning.  I would feel guilty, except the lecturers been late every day so its definitely my turn.

It’s going ok.  My brain still works though I go quiet near the end of the day because I can.

The walking gets slower and more deliberate as the days go on, but not to the point that many notice, though I was asked how I was feeling today which suggests maybe those in the know can sometimes tell.  But the nice thing is that half the people on the CT bit of the week aren’t in my cohort and have no idea, and that’s kinda nice.

I was thinking today about when this blog will come to its natural end.  It could be now, or it could be in the New Year when I’m properly back in work. Or maybe on the same night as the actual afterstrokeparty, shortly to be scheduled for the end of January (you heard it here first). But I think the entries may become less frequent now, and I can definitely see the end in sight.

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