Where do we go from here? "chapter 8"

Remember my dad's parents? Well they lived right across the street from us, Lee was a nurse and Troy was a business man for the union. They were the grandparents in the family while my great grands were my parents, Troy was grams only biological child

Grams and pop were able to go on with there daily life after Dakota and things were fantastic!  I had stability and routine,  everything a child should.......then the phone rang. Troy had a stroke while at work and was rushed to the emergency room. We all went and waited for news...any news. Finally we were told that Troy was paralyzed All the way down his right side, he couldn't walk, speak, breath on his own at this point, couldn't do anything really. Again the family was devastated.

Between Lee,  grams and pop someone was always there with Troy, helping him with his physical therapy. After a year Troy was able to walk again, however he was and would forever be numb on his right side. He was able to say a few words (shit, Lee, damn, pop and popcorn) even with such amazing strides made it was still heart breaking to see Troy like that. He was a tall, fit, strong and independent man who in my eyes was made of steal and now was a weak frail man who needed help doing the most simple things. He was however determined to make the most out of the rest of this life,  you could see it in him, he wasn't going to let this stop him. By the time I was 13 Troy was able to get his drivers license and become independent again, the joy in that man's eyes when he showed us all his driver's license brought tears to our eyes, proud isn't even a strong enough word.

Things were going incredibly well, so as you can imagine tragedy struck our home again.