I admit that at times I need to remind myself that my mild case of aphasia is not the end of the world. Really, the only things I’ve lost are just some words, and usually it is only a temporary loss. I still have the things that really count in life. I still have my loving and supportive family. I still have a compassionate and praying church family. I still have considerate and helpful neighbors. I still have concerned and respectful colleagues and friends from more than forty years in higher education. I still have a team of knowledgeable and caring medical personnel. All of these people are individuals on whom I can lean. I have a real social network, not a virtual one. In addition to all these people, I still have my mind. A piece of advice to caregivers and friends, I really do not need sympathy. Please just be there when I need you, be supportive and encouraging at every step of the process, that’s the best gift you can give, and the thing I need the most.
When I run into road blocks on writing projects, I have learned that I can put those projects down and return to them later. I have also learned that after I have made a real attempt, I can then ask for help at any time. After several attempts when the words don’t come, I have also learned that it is okay to completely walk away from some projects. It’s not the end of the world.
Aphasia is not the end of the world. I am still alive and I am still me.