I feel horrible right now. Either I caught a cold at the hospital on Friday that somehow already manifested itself Sunday morning, or my new, more powerful nasal rinse is knocking loose some serious crap still stuck in my upper sinuses. My nose is draining the nastiest looking stuff. I didn’t even sleep last…
via Daily Prompt: Pretend *Trigger warning for depression and self harm* For me, my depression was all about pretending. Just keep smiling and no one will notice. Just keep saying, “I’m fine” and they will assume you are. For several months, not until I went public with it on my blog, no one except…
Friday I had my first post-op follow-up visit after my brain surgery two weeks ago, this one with the ENT surgeon Dr. Sindwani. He scoped my nose and removed what he called “scar bands” that had formed, which he said is fairly common. This caused a bit of a bloody nose, but that’s pretty…
Given that September is almost over and my birthday is at the end of October, I’ve already started to get questions from family members about what I want for my birthday. I hate this question. Not that I don’t like birthdays and receiving gifts. I love books and would love enough blank journals (spiral-bound,…
It’s been two weeks since my brain surgery that removed Mini, my itty-bitty 6 mm prolactinoma that despite its size, caused all sorts of problems. Most of my post-op symptoms have resolved themselves. My sinuses seem quite clear and I’m doing saline nasal rinses three times a day to make sure they stay clear….
Although the current time is no longer nocturnal, I was literally up all night and started thinking about maybe writing a blog post in the predawn hours, so I’m going to count it anyway. Yes, I was up all night. And I’m obviously still awake, even though it’s after 10 am. Maybe thinking through…
Reblogging my post from last month on the stigma of the use of narcotics for management of chronic pain, since September is Pain Awareness Month here in the United States. Please give it a read, even if (especially if) you don’t suffer from chronic pain.
As I sit here spending my time as a football widow, I can’t help but think about all the goings on of the past year. My journey through infertility, through depression, through pelvic pain, through a brain tumor. I tend to do this every now and then when the calendar comes up on a…
Have you ever been overwhelmed by something after the fact? You go through something, and it’s over, but when it’s afterwards and you really start thinking about it, it becomes overwhelming? In the words of Tony Stark… My life feels like that right now. It’s 3:30 am and I can’t sleep. I’m dead tired…
I’m practically too tired to write this. The exhaustion of this recovery is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. The last two days have been a little rough. It might have to do with the fact that I exhausted myself by lightly cleaning and putting out my fall decorations on Wednesday. But despite the…
