The idea on John first written words at Swedish during my 1st stay.
The second documents are from speech therapy from Home Health.
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Sunday, May 11, 2014
Label On My Blog
Well here it is everybody. I had to show you my blog progress.
The idea on John first written words at Swedish during my 1st stay.
The second documents are from speech therapy from Home Health.
The idea on John first written words at Swedish during my 1st stay.
The second documents are from speech therapy from Home Health.
Friday, May 9, 2014
Friday, April 25, 2014
One Upon A Time
Here we go. It's a poem.
Once on a lowly toad,
Stood a man named Sload,
He had but one named gem,
But he at least had one of them.
Stood a man named Sload,
He had but one named gem,
But he at least had one of them.
Friday, April 18, 2014
The Secret In The Bottom
THE SECRET IN THE BOTTOM
I was 11 when the story started. I was living at home with bothers (Ian and Andrew). I had a room on my own. The things were hidden in my cupboard.
Aunty Pat died. My cousin Tony came and stayed. He stayed in a room with me. He in a room with me because we had limited nowhere else. In my cupboard there were things that didn't belong to be.
Tony kept deep secrets (in the corner of the closet). John wasn't supposed to see them. John was a few years younger than Tony. Of course John was curious. He should never have seen the pile of magazines.
The magazines had big pictures in them. I took the magazines and cut them up. We cut them carefully (to integrity of pictures preserve). We collected a big pile. First it was me. Second it me and Steve.
I showed them to Stephen. My friend. We made a rule that we would make each sale according to size. Small pictures are 1/2 pence and large pictures are 2 1/2.
We sold them at break time in the school yard. After selling a few words got around. We had a disaster on our hands. He had a situation where we had no more stock but we had the demand.
THE END
I was 11 when the story started. I was living at home with bothers (Ian and Andrew). I had a room on my own. The things were hidden in my cupboard.
Aunty Pat died. My cousin Tony came and stayed. He stayed in a room with me. He in a room with me because we had limited nowhere else. In my cupboard there were things that didn't belong to be.
Tony kept deep secrets (in the corner of the closet). John wasn't supposed to see them. John was a few years younger than Tony. Of course John was curious. He should never have seen the pile of magazines.
The magazines had big pictures in them. I took the magazines and cut them up. We cut them carefully (to integrity of pictures preserve). We collected a big pile. First it was me. Second it me and Steve.
I showed them to Stephen. My friend. We made a rule that we would make each sale according to size. Small pictures are 1/2 pence and large pictures are 2 1/2.
We sold them at break time in the school yard. After selling a few words got around. We had a disaster on our hands. He had a situation where we had no more stock but we had the demand.
THE END
Monday, April 14, 2014
A Little Big One
This morning I thought about the things I knew. I thought about the writer things too. I thought how easy things were.
Used things I have for breakfast too. All sorts of things I had. I am mad with my life. Because I have no spelling. No speech.
I have lots of things inside of me. LATER.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Wow - What A Weekend
THE SECRET IN THE BOTTOM
I was 11 when the story started. I was living at home with bothers (Ian and Andrew). I had a room on my own. The things were hidden in my cupboard.
Aunty Pat died. My cousin Tony came and stayed. He stayed in a room with me. He in a room with me because we had limited nowhere else. In my cupboard there were things that didn't belong to be.
Tony kept deep secrets (in the corner of the closet). John wasn't supposed to see them. John was a few years younger than Tony. Of course John was curious. He should never have seen the pile of magazines.
ETC.
I was 11 when the story started. I was living at home with bothers (Ian and Andrew). I had a room on my own. The things were hidden in my cupboard.
Aunty Pat died. My cousin Tony came and stayed. He stayed in a room with me. He in a room with me because we had limited nowhere else. In my cupboard there were things that didn't belong to be.
Tony kept deep secrets (in the corner of the closet). John wasn't supposed to see them. John was a few years younger than Tony. Of course John was curious. He should never have seen the pile of magazines.
ETC.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Wow - What A Weekend!
Yes it's been a wacky weekend but all in a...
I was 11 when the story started. I was living at my (Ian and Andrew) brothers. I had a room on my own. The things were hidden in my cupboard.
And here I am all confused to my start first...
I was 11 when the story started. I was living at my (Ian and Andrew) brothers. I had a room on my own. The things were hidden in my cupboard.
Friday, December 13, 2013
How to Recover From a Stroke in a Three Months or Less
You've all probably been wondering where Paul Dorset aka John Cox has gone off to these past few weeks. On November 24, 2013 John had a stroke while we were having a quiet conversation about our weekend as we were sitting on our couch. Having sisters who are nurses we've discussed the warning signs of strokes and heart attacks before. So I immediately knew that this was serious. If you have to have a stroke his was the perfect scenario, fire fighters and paramedics arrived literally within minutes giving him oxygen. He was taken to Skagit Medical which is very close to our house. Within 40 minutes of this event happening he was flown to Swedish Cherry Hill. I went home called his parents in England to tell them what happened. I grabbed some clothes for him, his winter coat, his cell phone and charger then headed out for my hour and a half drive on I -5. Our dear friend Steve arrived first at the hospital, then Hamish after hearing the frantic message I had left on his phone. John's stroke, I eventually found out, after coming back to the ICU for the second time is not just hemoragic, he also had some ischemic spots as well. The spots they could tell happened within two weeks which were around the time of his stroke. We have been floor hopping between the 5th and now down to the 3rd to monitor John's heart. It's truly amazing that his personality, mannerisms, sense of humor, smiles and laughter are entirely himself!!! After two weeks in the ICU I gave him a pen just to see what he could do, he scribbled and the wrote his name underlining after. He is frustrated and bored, exactly what I want. I've found a rehab place near our house for the next phase of his recovery. I told him he has books to write and readers to captivate...... I told him that this is his next book, but we will write it together. This has been a life changing experience for both of us.
I'll keep you posted on John's progress on his journey to recovery.....
Debra Cox
I'll keep you posted on John's progress on his journey to recovery.....
Debra Cox
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