Stroke recovery is all about dealing with loss. Each stroke survivor loses different things. There are commonalities, such as loss of feeling and control on one side of the body; these are the most easily recognized losses. Then there are the non-tangible losses, such as independence and difficulty organizing thought. One loss that I have not addressed in a blog post, is the loss of the dreadlocks I had cultivated for eight years. That hair symbolized my outlook on life. And it was a big part of who I was. Cutting my hair was a difficult decision. I knew I could not maintain it with a single hand and that it would be a burden for my family. So I cut all 59 dreadlocks, leaving about 2 inches of hair on my head. I ‘d worn the dreadlocks so long there were a bald patches on my noggin. So I had my friend Kathy give me a crew cut.
Yesterday Jack and I walked to our small vegetable garden. He carried a plastic Walmart sack. “ What ‘s in the sack?” I asked. “Your dreads.” He answered. I am going t tie them on the fence around the garden to see if they will deter the groundhogs, raccoons, and deer.
So today a multitude of my old body parts are being used as pest control.
Anything for homegrown tomatoes. Right?