Lost in a Sea of Words
"Scars are souvenirs you never lose" Never has that line meant so much to me. Never did it ring more true. And while they may fade over time, and may not always be visible to others, my scars are a constant reminder to me. "The past is never far" At first I counted days gone …
Recently, I ended up back in the hospital with the scare of another infection. Thankfully, all the tests came back fine. Docs think I was just still in recovery mode and could possibly be catching a cold or something so they sent me home. But before leaving, the Chief Resident of Neurosurgery gave me a …
Staring at the blinking cursor on the screen, I cannot, for the life of me, remember why I labeled a previous post "part 1".... I haven't the foggiest idea why or where I intended to go with part 2. But I guess my lack of memory fits, doesn't it? I feel like today has been …
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I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing with my life. I don't know what is what anymore. I can't go back to the old me. I've grown and changed through my experiences. So I can't go back to that girl. But this woman I've become seems …
I cried again tonight. This time for something that I realized had been happening and what I realize is happening now. So the period of time that I struggled for answers to my health problems was about 3 and a half years. It was June 16, 2015 that I woke up with a headache that …
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Well I missed a day of writing. I had set a goal to write a post every day but I missed a day. Oh well. I have to give myself a break. I am allowed days of rest. I am allowed to lay in bed and veg out watching mindless television or teen dramas on …
I never knew this would be so hard. I never imagined that I would be celebrating such little accomplishments. I am currently crying a mixture of happy and sad tears. Of course I'm still sad because of what I've been through, but happy because each little thing I do is a miniature miracle to me. …
Since I am stuck in the house, I've noticed more things that could really use some spring cleaning. Like getting rid of clothes I don't use that someone else could use. Sorting through books that I'm never going to read because my tastes changed. Or some I've read that I've decided I can maybe part …
Well my happy little bubble of expectations was burst pretty early this morning. I was informed that work and my desire to go back to the gym were not options as of right now. At least not until next month. Bummer. I realize it's been just over 3 weeks. And I realize I still have …
