I am working with Aphasia after Stroke.
So typing my words are hard.
But I have to.
This was lost.
Well, not lost entirely, the soul is still in me, it was always all there inside.
But I lost my tools in my brain “for a while” was lost.
Now I have to work. I work. And work.
I work the creation my for the puzzle and spell and sentences and I start at A, where I used to be at S or T or even U before my punch in my brain by the stroke…
But I need this.
It still works. Now it is.
But it’s hard… Spelling things I used to do it without thinking about it.
Now I think.
I get Google, and other things. Computer and phones. Always.
I use it to get Google Translate have it sentences to get me how its “sounds”, and of course spelling.
One thing I got most writing to was about my kids being playing American football. And keep write about it after kids stop playing… Miss that too…
See it: Football By Rapp
It’s so much good to get writing again.
But it is hard. So is life!