World Stroke Day

Today is World Stroke Day. The acronym F.A.S.T is suppose to remind you of the three major signs of a stroke. Face drooping, Arm weakness, Speech difficulty, Time to call 911.
Unfortunately this was not the situation with regards to Dad's stroke, but it very well could be and end up happening to someone you are around, to someone you know and love, to yourself. So this is my little public service announcement. Keep your eyes out, you never know when you could end up saving someone and or possibly yourself.  

71 and Counting

This past weekend we celebrated Dad's birthday the only way we know how. We went out to eat. This year we went to Primo in Rockland. I'm only going to say to check them out, because it is an experience and right here in our little corner of the world. Who would have thought in little old Maine? It was also something that we and Dad will always remember. Happy 71st birthday, as PJ said another year in the books.

Can't Catch That Break Yet

We seem to have trend going on here. We get the OK for monthly protime tests, which is great. However, we come in to find the number is high, which forces us to adjust medication and come back in a week. The number is then acceptable and we are ok'd for three weeks until the next appointment, when it's high again. You might get frustrated for half a second, save the knowledge that the thickness of your blood, when you are sometimes in AFIB and or have had a massive stroke, makes a huge difference.
The only thing you can do is follow orders and keep smiling.