Talk of Leaving?

 I realized that I couldn't stay at Stall worth forever? I was excited about leaving, but at the same time scared to death! I could now get in and out of the bed myself! Yes, this was a big thing! Because I had come from wallowing round like a beached whale   to being able to get up and down! Mind you slowly, but was able to manage it! I was still having problems with the whinie-crynies! I would just start crying for no apparent reason? I would understand this much later!  There is goodness in the corporate world! At the time of the stroke I had worked my last day at Pathologist Laboratory the day before the stroke.  They covered me with insurance until January of the next year. They are a great group of caring people! Thank y'all so much for the prayers, visits, and thoughts. Back to the thought of going home?  I didn't know if I was ready?
     But of course, it doesn't matter your thoughts. The insurance company decides when it is time for you to leave. Dr. O'Duffy and the therapists team all agreed that I  was to the point I could go home with out-patient theraphy? Now the big question could I go home? In my mixed up confused state I thought I could go home and take care of myself? I now know it was my brain messing with me! Because at the time I was starting to realize that I was not thinking the smartest at all times. One evening there was something on my table and I was trying to decide if I could reach it with my foot? You would be surprised what I can pick up with my toes! In the end I decided if I tried to get it from the table I would be in the floor.