RECOVERY

My recovery thus far, has been a long stretch

Since the date of my stroke,

The longer it takes me to get back on my feet

I realize this is no joke.

While at Eastern, I began to heel

Things were done for me from shower to dress,

Just as well, I had not a care

Which gave me more time to rest.

As hard as it was, to adjust to the fact

That I actually did have a stroke,

I was hoping this was, but a dream

And suddenly, I had awoke.

But as time past, I was discharged

From Eastern, to d'youville rehab,

There I would learn to do the things for myself

To be proud and to be glad.

The first month had passed, while in rehab

I was still being monitored to bathe and dress,

But I was getting stronger, and there wouldnt't be much longer

I then would be given the test.

I soon was allowed to walk in my room

And to do things at my own will,

But the hall way was off limits to me

For the safty of others, still.

My last two weeks, while at d'youville

I was given permission to walk down the hall,

But just to the nurses station and back

Just so I would not fall.

It was soon D DAY, I was to go home

But my theropy was far from yet being done,

I'd soon be walking without that brace

Maybe someday I'd run.

While at WestSide for the past three months

A lot of the work, I have done at home.

From lifting weights, to riding that bike

And stretching to loosen my bones

The tunnel I climb through, is yet so deep

But gets brighter every inch of the way,

And I too someday will walk and run

And be glad I did not go a stray