Hello Fellow Travelers! On this super-long journey back from the abyss, or wherever you're coming from it's where we're going that's important, right? The price of having a brain tumor removed, my price seems to be a complete removal of balance and coordination. That's my way of rationalizing it when I fall, and I still fall a lot. Less than I used to, never on my head, but I still fall. It's always a surprise, too. I have bruises all over in various stages of color. I fell again just last night, and skinned my back. Unlike bruises, a big scrape or scratch (I can't even see it to describe it here) is really painful. Every time you take a shower or change your clothes, "Ouch!" or some other colorful interjection. Another life-changing discovery I made on this "Fantastic Voyage", is that we are all breakable. When I was first out of surgery but taking Radiation and Chemotherapy I fell many times and broke both arms and several ribs. All the breaking has made me a little more judicious in the steps I take and the medications I don't.
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