I hate good byes.
We're finally moving my therapy from Spaulding Boston to Spaulding Medford, which is closer for us.
On Thursday I had my last therapy at Boston. I cried. (My speech teachers have reassured me that one of the after-effects of a stroke often is some heightened emotional volatility; in turn I've reassured them that I was like this even before the stroke).
To Varsha, Rick, and Jenna, thank you. You are all so skilled, involved, and most of all, kind. I could go on about the ways you have helped me, but then I would start crying again.
3 hours ago