This is the anniversary of the weekend I had my stroke. One day, I hope it won't be, that all signs of what happened early Monday morning on 19 Feb, 2007 will somehow be forgotten. I don't think so, but it's nice to think it will. I'd just as soon forget it; the six weeks I ended up in the hospital were quite possibly the most depressing time of my life.
But it happened, and I'm wiser for the experience.