Five Wishes — Things We Old People Ignore Made Easy

Aging With Dignity

This is the story of a stroke … a stroke of luck. Strokes kill old dudes like me, but I’m still here. That’s a stroke of luck.

Waking up Saturday morning I was so tired I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I didn’t get it. I slept well the night before… 7 hours, yet my legs were wobbly, and my mind and thoughts were jumbled.

I got up and walked around the house, forcing myself to raise my leg with each step. I felt weak. I was mentally lost. walking into the kitchen…