Lateralization
It's officially been SIX MONTHS since they sliced my scalp, removed a piece of my skull, separated my lobes and took a tiny titanium clip to the bi-lobal aneurysm squished up against my optic nerve.
I can't wrap my head (ha!) around how much unbelievable pain I went through in the beginning stages of my recovery. How hard it was to walk the 5 steps to from my bed to the toilet. How scary and painful taking a shower was with those 27 staples all angry and raw. How worried I was about the words coming out of my mouth all wrong, words being my lifeline. I took so many pain pills and was never pain-free in the beginning and I was scared shitless that these headaches would be forever. How grateful I was that I woke up in the first place, with all of my functions still in place - able to walk, talk and remember everything. Compared to this community of survivors, coming out on the other side of this completely unscathed, I'm in the tiniest minority. My family couldn't have been more supportive. My husband was there for every step along the way. My friends... well, nothing shows true colors more than something like this. My friends have my friendship for life.
I've learned a lot about pain and a lot about dependability and a lot about the resilience of the human body and how much it relies on the human spirit.
One of these new meds is working. I've been (mostly) pain-free for 5 days. Happy half-anniversary to my brain. They say I'm halfway there. I say that finish line is in my line of sight.
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