So this is what it’s like to be in the trenches of healing. It’s hard. And like life, it has it’s progress and setbacks. I’ve been in a season of progress, but last week I had a setback.
As I got into the car after picking up a few things at our local fruit stand, I started to get into the suburban but my timing, balance and and projected angle was all off and I completely smashed the top of my head against the car door frame. I was perfectly positioned under it as I hopped onto my seat and WHAM I hit it. And ouch, it hurt. My first instinct (often my first instinct when something goes wrong these days) was to cry. But I wanted to make it home first. My second instinct is to then curl up in a ball and isolate myself from everyone. Which I did, Somewhat. But life got in the way this weekend (a wedding!) so it wasn’t all bad.
But thankfully because of the wedding and the two hour drive to and from, I had scheduled a functional neurology appointment this Monday instead of my usual Thursday. And Thank God I did. This way, I was able to get in fairly quickly and after a brief interview where I complained of dizziness, light/sound sensitivity, fatigue, etc, Dr Eric decided to run a reval to figure out what was going on. The results weren’t terrible, but did show some new weaknesses and a return of an old weakness. Hopefully later this week after he has a chance to consult with Dr Z, I’ll get some more specific exercises so I can get back on track with progress.