So, I'm posting, yes, that's what it means.  Oh God, how do people cope who have a stroke?  I think that is what I had.  I feel pretty positive, so far it's not getting worse.  I think I have a lot to say, but no....not so much after all.   Jut getting my appointments straight, writing them down, feeding the dogs and chicken (who keeps getting forgotten, because she's out there, not in here, where she can pester me.)  The dogs let me know how they are doing right away.  The phone is completely befuddled, but at least I can talk if necessary.  The computer was also besmirched, but I've been getting it better.  Feeding myself is a sometime thing.  I just ate, so there I am.  My eyesight is bad on the right side, and there's an intermediate zone where looking there produces dizziness, sickening dizziness.  Other things have improved, but I don't remember what.  I am surprised at how cheerful I am, how upbeat and positive, I have every hope that the future will bring improvements.  There were some tears and fears, and even anger, but that is over, I hope. 

Must feed the chicken now and let dogs go out.