That moment when…
That moment when I realized that I’m seven years and seven months past my stroke. Wow. I’ve come so damn far.
I left the hospital exactly one year ago today.
What it is to burn
July 24, 2019 The confusion and my slowed heart rate made it hard for me to make sense of things. Stumbling into the living room, I called the Dr. Scheiss’ office. Dr. Scheiss’ nurse practitioner answered and I began telling her things – I don’t remember what things. Then it was the nurse practitioner, the…
Posting two days in a row?!
I know, right? Who am I? Sleep was fitful last night. I’ve been sleeping through the night lately, but man, the dreams are odd. I’m thankful for the sleep, though. I still have strange nightmares and strange dreams but every now and then I’ll have one that’s so bizarre that I can’t help but hope…
To live now
In Harris County, where I live, we’ve had thousands of COVID-19 cases. We’ve been under quarantine in Houston for weeks now, with the end of quarantine in either the near or distant future. I had surgery to replace my DBS battery last month, on a Thursday or Friday. By the time the weekend was over,…
Why I haven’t been posting
Shit happens. I’m in an “up cycle” right now. That’s why I have the energy and motivation to post. Bipolar disorder is far more than just mood swings. So, here what is happening this week: I’ll have phenol injections. Ow. I had a seizure during the last phenol session. This should be fun! Then I’ll…
I’ve made a mistake. It’s been six years, not 7. Fuck. By the way, get out and vote if you’re American.