EXPERIENCING LIFE: Mon pere ce heros: My father my hero

EXPERIENCING LIFE: Mon pere ce heros: My father my hero: "My Father My model , my mentor , my best friend ... the person I look up to and that I admire the most passed away on 29thDecember 2007..."

Mon pere ce heros: My father my hero

My Father

My model , my mentor , my best friend ... the person I look up to and that I admire the most  passed away on 29thDecember  2007.That day I lost my other half ,the person Who has ever loved me unconditionally:My father!
We all have one person like that in our Life , right??
But here is the magical thing about my relationship with my mentor :I do  look up  to him  and  am also a spitting image of my old man ( for a girl   sounds weird but truth is the truth right?)!We also had that Father /daughter connection : When I got sick even at the other end of the planet he could sense it and the opposite was true!!!! A the same time when we were in the same room We often did not need to speak out.
I love him dearly and lost a part of me when He passed away but Do know he is looking down on me from up there.

Rehabiliation

It took me  about two years to recover from the Damage cause by the Strokes!This includes all the primary stuff that I had to learn to do again :swallowing , eating , walking , holding  something...Even smiling.

A smile while on vacation in Tioman island(Malaysia)in March 2009

Walking was the most difficult!!!I had about 6 physical therapists all along those two years to help me !!! One's best friend and/or worst enemy while on rehab , at least physical rehab in my case is one's mind !A Positive mindset will help you go through pain  and hardship.Negativity is deadly in that case : doubt , questions.... no good!!Don't get me wrong I am not saying I had no doubt or negative  thoughts!!But I clearly know at the time what i wanted and with the help of my family aka :Sister,brother, Mother and father!I made it!!I stayed in a wheel chair for less than 6 months!but a very special thought to the local Malagasy Therapists who actually helped me the most!Made me cry  and was tough with me for 3 months  but  the results  were there :When I landed in Madagascar in December 1999 I was in a wheel chair , I could walk, with the assistance of my mother  for 5mn and that was it!When I took the plane back o France in February 2000!
I had no wheel chair and no assistance to help me  to get on That Air Madagascar Plane In Antananarivo!

Family

Crazy family : party people!!!

On this Easter day of the year 2011 i came to realize how relatives(mine at least) are so eager to come to you when you are sitting on top of the world and  would fake concerns for you when you are down and i need, by need I don't mean  material or money but rather support  aka TLC!

A friend in need is a friend indeed

shouldn't family stick with you no matter what?I found out these past three years  that the answer to that is "Not"!So i make friends and try to compensate that !! Which is not fair to  my friends!!! But funny enough some of the friends are pretty much like my family!!!! Well You can never get rid of your family Whereas friends comes and goes!!!!

But aren't friends the family that you chose for  yourself??? 

Well I am blessed enough to have a couple of good friends that I have learn to known and grown with all along the years.And Today my family , the ones that really care for me are made of my parents' old friends rather than my parents' brother and sisters!In a sense my parents before me chose their own family and I have inherited of those good friends/family ! But I  get to built my own circle of friends now... 

New Life in a wheel chair???

Funny enough, the wake up was much harder than the disease  itself ,indeed , I was told step by step about what happened to me. the In formations itself were overwhelming: I  had two, not just one but 2 massive stroke STROKES; Got paralyzed ( Hemiparesis ) and had been kept in a coma state(induced coma) so that my body and especially my brain recover from all the damages created by the Strokes.Anyway when i woke up i had a tube in my throat,tied to the bed as I tried to take the tube out of my mouth during my sleep and they had to tie my hands to avoid that; And the most unbearable for a human being I was dependent to people for anything i wanted to do ( toilet ...I couldn't walk and had to stay in bed All the time...I  was in the intensive care units so visits were very limited  2 persons at a time for a limited time......My family got me a radio to keep me company and to keep me posted on the news from the outside world ( the War in Yugoslavia was on at the time) and nice and relaxing music to keep me company at night( very important for my recovery).And I was told that I was meant to use a wheel chair when i will be strong enough  for that, And the Rehabilitation center....

EXPERIENCING LIFE: Coma

EXPERIENCING LIFE: Coma: "While I was asleep , because that's what it was to me....: I slept for hours, days .... weeks.I Knew something wrong was going on but I kept..."

Coma

While I was asleep , because that's what it was to me....: I slept for hours, days .... weeks.I Knew something wrong was going on but I kept in mind that very Positive sentence Bruce, my dear brother in law told me before i lost consciousness :That it was nothing and  thanks to that,  all I had were positive thoughts...I Knew I Would be  better especially when I heard my mother's voice( my parents lived in Madagascar at the time so my mother had to take the plane to come see me at the hospital in )Paris, Yes people do not think that when someone is in the Coma they don't hear you (well I am not a doctor but I guess there are Comas where the ppatient is so gone that He/She won't hear anything)But as far as as I am concerned I heard everything........I also saw angels..... they were all around me but really made it clear to me that they were not there to take me with them ; on the contrary they were there to tell me to go back.....I can't remember how or when but I woke up one day as if I fell asleep the previous night......I couldn't talk, I had a tube running through my throat,  althought I had lots of questions....But a girl's gotta to be a girl,my hand reached for my head and starring at my lovely sister i made myself clear into asking her what happened to my Hair......As they had to shave my head  fo the surgery Her asnswer was simple " Do not worry It will grow back" And That was not my point! I actually wanted to see where they put  my Hair..........