Since having a stroke 2 ½ years ago I find I am constantly reminding myself of reality.
You know, the real reality, not just what you think it is.
Take the other day: I turned on the TV to catch up on the news, and what my brain-damaged mind heard was pure gobbeldy-gook. I could not make sense of what they were saying, things like: Penawdau newyddion a’r tywydd.
I wondered whether I was having another stroke.
But the real reality was I had mis-dialled the number on the remote and came up with S4C Welsh television.
Not long after that, I saw this from the BBC:
“Stroke sees Englishman wake up speaking Welsh – An 81-year-old man from Somerset who had a stroke woke up speaking Welsh”
Not everyone understands this reality of strokes.