They poked me on the back of my hand to draw blood. I can use that now as an excuse for my illegible handwriting. Luckily for you, this blog doesn’t rely on my handwriting, or none of you would understand a word of this.
My physical self is back to where I was before the stroke. On Saturday after my release, I went to see “An Evening in December” and watched the show from a seat. The cast said I inspired them. Then, for Saturday night’s show, with the blessing of my wife Pam, the resident RN Denise in our cast, and our director John, I stood with the choir and sung the three finale closing numbers. Funny coincidence or not: the lyrics of one song are:
“when I call on Jesus, all things are possible. I can mount on wings like eagles and soar.”
And you can bet I had this HUGE grin going ear to ear when I sung those lyrics.
I just made up a joke, here goes:
So the joke is: “what do you call someone who’s had a stroke and is suffering memory loss?”
Answer: what do you call someone who’s had a stroke and is suffering memory loss?
(Ooooh. That’s bad. I should keep my day job.)
Speaking of keeping my day job, I thank everyone at VSP who heard Thursday or Friday or Monday and expressed their concerns or asked what they can do.
I don’t know yet, but I’m learning to accept help. Pam and I and the kids are fine, the folks at church are making a ton of meals, which is cool, except I love to cook anyway
I cannot drive due to the 25% vision loss (imagine that!), but my brother-in-law Bill works at Franklin, so I’m set. Plus, my father-in-law, Rich, is retired and can tool around with me during the day.
At Sunday’s final show, our closing performance, I danced with the guys on the top hat and tails number: “You Ain’t Seen Nothin Yet.” Picture eight guys in black tuxedoes and top hats, and doing a Fred Astaire number to these jazzy lyrics:
“Come on and see the vision, see the change.
See the hope that still remains.
Fix your eyes to what lies ahead.
Come on and feel the power, feel the life.
Feel the faith found deep inside,
So just hold onto your hats, and don’t forget.
That yesssiree, you ain’t seen nothin’
Hold on to your hats, it’s gonna be something.
Yessiree, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet!”
~GeeWhiz
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Andy G….were you trying to steal the show or what? Stephen called me Friday night and filled me in. I’m so glad to hear you’re doing much better and dancing to the tune of “You ain’t seen nothing yet”…you go AG!!! I’d like to call you…what’s a good time for you?
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Thank you for responding. I give praise to the Lord that you are doing better! May you and your family have a blessed holiday and behave!
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Mr. G!
I was on the road last week when I heard about your stroke and then I get back in today and hear you are coming back tomorrow… WOW!! The Lord has certainly done a miraculous thing and we are all blessed because of it. You have always been and continue to be an inspiration to all!
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Hi Andy, I was very sad to hear of your stroke, but very happy to hear that you are doing so well. You are in my prayers for a full recovery. Take care of yourself, and don’t push too hard. :-) like you know what that means…..
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