I was pretty fired up a few minutes ago. I was talking to my mom on the phone, and then after we hung up we texted one another a bit more. I literally could not remember if I had had her on speakerphone during our conversation. (Now, it’s not “what” I couldn’t remember that is phasing me, it’s that I “could not” remember.) Not a bloody thing would come to my mind and we had just spoken on the phone about 3 minutes earlier! And I couldn’t remember if I had had the phone on speaker? What the crap?
THEN, I couldn’t remember my password to a website I log onto often. I mean, I visit this website daily and I couldn’t recall what my password was. What is going on?!
But you know what? As I was sitting here starting to become very anxious and worked-up, somehow I was led to the “Comments” section on my blog and I started to read your comments from the first days after diagnosis leading up to the first craniotomy. Man, what a way to knock me down a notch or two. Where I was compared to where I am today brings tears to my eyes. I may not have any money and am struggling severely financially, and my memory is failing, but I am not recovering from brain surgery tonight and I have a roof over my head. My cat Kona is to my right on the arm of the chair as I type this.
I am very thankful to be where I am tonight.