As I continue to work through
Speech, I have a paragraph they taught me through. The name I wrote about—“Cooking as a Priest”. I think you’ll enjoy this!
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Twelve days after my stroke, I was
moved to Miller-Dwan in Duluth. I
was given speech, occupational therapy and physical therapy. On one of the first days I was taught
how to remember how to cook again.
I
was learning how to make a quick breakfast. Coffee—perfect.
Eggs—delicious (but with out bacon). The gal helped me for thirty minutes through OT to help my
life back to normal.
The
next day—cooking again. I thought,
“Wait a second…cooking again?” My
leader helped me again; this time the thirty minutes pushed me through toast
and juice. At the same time, I
asked a question: “How much cooking are we doing?” She answered, “We could do quite a bit.” So I told her what my life is—a
priest! I said, “I am a
priest. Some days I work for 12,
14 or 16 hours for a day.
Cook? I can buy dinner
quicker for 10 bucks than cooking!
I always enjoy dinners at a family’s house to be with them. I could also be a difficult time for
cooking. For instance, I might be
called to the hospital to be with a dying person. If that happened, my cooking dinner is interrupted and the
food is trashed. Cooking? I am done cooking!”
My
occupational therapist laughed and told me, “I think we’ll be done cooking!”
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Only
five days left for my Speech.
Thank you for your prayers and know of my prayers for you all!
God
Bless!
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