“I can’t believe it’s been a whole year!  I just got a promotion, what have you been doing?”                                     “Surviving!”

The world at large does not have a thorough understanding of recovering from brain surgery.  While their lives breeze by marked by accomplishments and milestones, my days are monotonous and almost indistinguishable from one another.  My memory started fading over a year ago, and I only have vague recollections of what has been going on in my life.  I have not achieved anything, and it makes for very awkward conversations.





Please let coffee help…


Please let a sandwich help…


Please let a nap help…


Please…help… No!

Even though I am aware of the cause of most of my headaches, I still go through a series of actions that under normal circumstances would alleviate a headache.  Coffee is my go-to headache reliever.  Before the accident, if my head hurt, it was usually because I missed my cup of morning coffee.  I always remain hopeful that the coffee will help, but it never does.  Then, food.  I would get so busy with work and school that I wouldn’t have time to eat which resulted in headaches.  Finally, naps are my last refuge.  At the very least, hoping that when I wake up I will feel better, but I usually don’t.  It often feels like something is exploding in the back of my head, and I just have to deal with it.