The void where my brain used to lay is occupied again; and I don’t think its a racoon
Hopefully this thing called a skull is doing more than making it hard for my body to maintain its balance.
Since my surgery on January 14th, 2009 ... I have been a fruit basket.
Or maybe a better analogy would be ... have you ever, as a gag, answered 20 math tests, then had about 5 shots, and answered 20 math tests again? How about another 5 shots.
Oh yeah, you're brain is functioning normally, right?!?!
Starting about 36 hours ago, I started being able to think coherently again. Well, think may be an exaggeration if you compare what my brain was able to do 36 hours ago versus what it is able to do today - right Jayson? As an overview... yesterday and the day before ... for short periods of times (20 minutes) I could pretty much think about one simple (peeling a banana) OR complex (making a banana split) subject. Somewhere along the way I, like an alzheimer's patient - or a patient surviving a fugue, find myself lost, and frankly not overly concerned by it, I might suddenly be describing the prismatic effect of the color of the sunlight bouncing across the lake, while mumbling about the tadpoles cum frogs found in the weeds. What I have realized is that the cost of this accident is going to far surpass USD 50,000 - mostly for this amazing accomodations I've been staying in ... have the opportunity to change our own sheets, we supply our own towels - there is no soap, no shampoo, no nurse staff to do anything besides hand us the medicine or give inejectables. Gotta go before I say something I don't believe.