|Fall on Palomar Mountain, November 2005|
Fall is in the air on this November day in 2015, the sky clear, the sun shining. On a sunny mid November day just like this one, ten years ago, we visited the Palomar Observatory. There were four of us in the car that day; we had family visiting from out of state. My husband drove those winding mountain roads to the Observatory, enjoying the handling of his car. It was a golden fall day, a beautiful memory to treasure always.
"And each day was filled with silver
For you gilded each moment . . .
And dazzled I joined your journey
And the time we have goes there
Yes, we made that promise together . . . . "
from the song "Dagane" (The Days)*
Please, let me be wrong . . . .
we would have taken off
And I'd have carried you on my arm
through forest and over mountain
And you'd have held my hand
through gorge and dark ravine
And I'd have reached out for you
And you'd have reached out for me."
It comforts me today that what has been learned from my husband's injury (due to strands and panus on his mechanical valve) has helped others. Most of them had already had at least a small stroke before the problem was found. In one of them, Father Prodromos, who shares his two recent surgery experiences on the Foundation website, the valve was removed before it could injure him.
Some are called to be pioneers, out on the frontier, before knowledge arrives to help. We understand that my husband has been one of them. May good continue to come from this, through preventive help for others.
- Do not let a stroke intimidate you. The brain loves to heal!
- Do not despair. Your loved one is still there, no matter how impaired.
- Do not let medical professionals limit you, by telling you that after 6 months, improvement stops. Remember, the brain loves to heal, and it will, for months and years!
For anyone reading this who is dealing with brain injury in your loved one, may you live each day with hope and love. Ten years later, I can tell you there is hope. There is recovery. And a depth of love that is so precious, so rare, because it comes only at a great price.
Translation from Norwegian courtesy of Kaare K. Johnsen on YouTube
of a live performance of Dagane by Sissel Kyrkjebo and Odd Nordstoga