I really really wish I was making this up.
I really really don’t have the time, energy and emotional strength to answer too many questions, but I will try.
Early in February my daughter called my wife at work because I wasn’t making any sense at home. Wife left work, came home, brought me to the hospital. I didn’t remember any of that, or any of the next couple of weeks. I was not making any sense - delirium, confusion, you name it. Apparently ran tests, no bleeding, no AVM ruptures and no strokes. PTL. As best as they could figure out, it was a disequilibrium of the cerebral spinal fluid. Removed some, got a lot better. By the 29th day, I was probably 80-85% back to where I was. Discharged and came home and a week from this coming Monday doing an angiogram to take a closer look at the blood vessels. Doc expects to put in a shunt from spinal column to abdomen to remove pressure and I “should” be all set.
It is really weird and tough coming back home after 4 weeks and trying to fit back into home routines, figure out where things are, just get my bearings. That’s where we’re at right now.
I expect we will have a lot of ups and downs over the next period of time, but the way I look at it, I’m alive, talking, eating, kissing my wife, it could be a whole lot worse.
I don’t expect to be spending a LOT of time on here because if I do, I get the “cruise ship Wobblies” which don’t feel good. I will keep in touch as best as I can. Every single one of you is a rock star. Don’t ever forget that.
Repeat after me, “I am a ROCK STAR!”
That picture is the alumni shirt that the rehab hospital gave me when I graduated from there and went home. It is hanging on the wall in my house - an important shirt.
Cheers…
TJ