every day, i am still plodding on in my stroke recovery effort.walking in my compound and house, just ignoring the muscle pain and pushing as hard as i can. certain days despair sets in, then it is time to vary my walking route in the believe that change will offset the boredom and despair. i cannot give up, must continue my established routine till either i suffer some debilitating injury, die or inshaallah more recovery.
alhamdulillah, my walking effort now seems easier and there are some minor stirrings in my affected leg. again, patience seems the key. i am now utterly convinced that this stroke is a gift from ALLAH in teaching me patience. i must have been a very very impatient person before this necessitating allah interference towards building me into a better person. alhamdulillah. i can now see the virtues of patience. it is a much more valuable weapon than a nuclear bomb.prestroke, i was in the construction industry for ten years, where speed is the essence and i was prone to be proud of how many pipes i can lay a day. so, learning and accepting the virtues of patience is very very hard the slow lumbering ways of the kampung folks, although extremely frustrating, has an upside. these folks know patience or has patience afflicts them due to their station??. since young, the saying that patience is half of faith, has been reverberating within my sphere. only now can i truly understand it's significance thus, patience is now my weapon.i must learn and grasp it .