So I went to the hospital 13 days ago. I figured I would have to wait a while, but they whisked me right in. Apparently stroke victims go to the front of the line.

They decided I needed a CAT scan and an MRI. So the machines were busy, and they admitted me. I got my CAT scan about 5. It didn't takevery long, but they told me later that it didn't see anything. It was about 10 when they did the MRI, and it took about half an hour. It foynnd the problem, an ischemic stroke in my Pons, which is part of the brain stem. And  that's why it didn't affect my mind; nowhere near.

MRI is strange. I knew it would be loud, but I had no idea it would sing so many different songs.

Some people get claustrophobic in there, but it didn't bother me.

I didn't actually need to spend three nights there, but my insurance required it before they would cover rehab.

They put an alarm pad on mybed, so that an alarm would go off if I got up. I hated that. Fortunately, this place hasn't done that. But if I ever fall, I better lie about it.

Not much of a worry. I'm getting more steady on my feet all the time.

When I first started using the walker, I would shift it, then take a step, then shift it, thentake another step. Now i walk smoothly, and the walker moves continuously. I don'tlean on it at all. Of course, it's there if something goes wrong, and I don't do as well without it.

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