I posted a while ago that my husband had started slurring his speech. It seems that he had a slight stroke, but all he has to do is rest. At times it is better, and his speech will probably come back in time.
It certainly is an interesting life, with him not being able to talk and him not being able to see, and both of us in wheelchairs. But we go on.
All the lights in the house went out on Saturday night and we had to get an emergency electrician out. That was interesting too. Now hubby knows a bit of what it is like to be blind and he found it frightening.
Life goes on, as it always has to. Scary at times. Painful at times, but always with a glimmer of light.