It’s been two years since I last saw my neurosurgeon. Two VERY long years. After my last visit, my doctor had me make my follow-up and MRI appointments in two years because everything was going according to plan. I was off my AEDs and had been seizure free for three years. He just wanted to makeContinue reading “Two years…”
There’s a hole in my head. There’s a hollow place in my temporal lobe. A faulty memory, after surgery was a nuisance. Yet, I find myself three years later a better Einstein. There’s less brain matter in my head. And there’s more space for my cerebrum to wiggle. But I find myself with more intellect thanContinue reading “I have a hole in my head. What’s your excuse?”
My life has been split in two. There is the BS period, and I’m not talking about bull s**t. BS is the “Before Surgery” period, and AS is the “After Surgery” period. BS didn’t begin as a child, but rather at the moment I was diagnosed with epilepsy. During this time, I came to accept whatContinue reading “Monday Reflections: Before and After”
The left and the right brain, they didn’t much agree. I had to tell the doctor. It was time for him to intervene. The journey was not pleasant, but neither was it bad. I found strength in my weakness. I found courage I thought I’d never have. I’m grateful for all I’ve been through, ForContinue reading “Epilepsy Defeated”
Looking at this just makes me smile!
I had been running like a predator after a prey for far too long. More sunsets had taken place than I could count, and I could barely recognize myself. I didn’t know who I was. I didn’t know where I belonged. I just knew I was tired of going nowhere. It was time to breakContinue reading “The Monster Within (Part 1)”
To: My very own Hidden Disorder For the longest time, you controlled me. You held on tightly and wouldn’t let me be. Six months ago today, I made a choice. And I now no longer hear your voice. Our friendly fights are over. There is now a sense of closure. My friendly enemy, it’sContinue reading “Monday Reflections: Six Months Seizure Free”
I’ve learned that brain surgery is no excuse for being lazy. You can’t use the line, “I can’t exercise because I have a hole in my head” for long.
It all starts with a broken phone. I knew it was bound to happen. I just didn’t know how soon or later that was going to be. Like most, my phone is my baby. I’m completely lost without it and freak out when its been abandoned at home. I should have been a good motherContinue reading “The Bright Side of a Broken Phone”
I left off at the beginning last time so this is sometime in between. Over the past years, I’ve undergone several tests to help prepare me for surgery. Looking back at them now, the order has become blurred. Yet, there is always something that stands out of any pile of mess. Here is mine. FlashbackContinue reading “Gamma-Radiate Me”