Good things are happening. First and, probably, foremost, I’ve started taking steps (using an “air walker” and with the assistance of two physiotherapists, but still). My first attempt I managed six; now I’m up to around twenty-five. It’s absolutely and unbelievably exhilarating to “walk.” It’s also very, very exhausting. Second, I passed my swallow test! … Continue reading (Literal) Steps Forward
I’m lucky to be writing this post today. I’ve been in the hospital for four-ish months now, the first two of those in the ICU. Initially, I wasn’t expected to live. I had gone into septic shock due to multiple infections, and my heart and kidneys were failing. The doctors called a “code blue.” I … Continue reading Lots of Change, Some of It Good
I guess I jinxed myself with my last post about getting out of my neighbourhood—or maybe the problem was that getting out of my neighbourhood was way too exciting for my brain to handle—because two weeks ago, I made another journey to the hospital. This one unplanned, in an ambulance, and while actively seizing. It’d … Continue reading Hello, ER. (I Hate You, Phenytoin.)
It’s been just over a week since I came home, and I’m happy to report that I’m still here and that it’s still pretty much the best (and that I took down the stray Christmas decorations that my husband had left up since last year). Though I was feeling pretty darn good about leaving the … Continue reading Pretty Much the Best
As I’m sure you’re aware, last Monday—my transfer day—has come and gone. I didn’t back out at the last minute; I was in near-constant freak-out mode; I experienced a weird ambulance ride with a nurse (one of my favourites), me on a stretcher because it’s policy even though I’m mobile and could’ve made the journey … Continue reading Oh Hey There, It’s Me in the Neuro Ward
Well, readers, this has been quite the week. Let me start with the positive: I’m starting to feel significantly better, and I’m not dead. (I guess those two things are connected.) Oh, and I don’t remember most of Monday and Tuesday, which is probably good. Yep, I’m being pretty dramatic. I feel like I deserve … Continue reading A Terrible Week
I’m working on a normal-length post about something more important than what I’m about to document, but since an ... inspiring(?) event has transpired in the meantime, I find myself spontaneously moved to write. I mean, how could I not inform you that a Ketocal explosion recently took place in my hospital room? “Explosion” is, … Continue reading This Post Is about a (Minor) Ketocal Explosion
A great/possibly the best thing about being confined to a hospital unit (for seven months, as of yesterday 😐) is feeling justified in wearing whatever the h-e-double-hockey-sticks I so desire. As it turns out, what I so desire, at least 90% of the time, are sweatpants paired with a novelty T-shirt. I’m well aware that … Continue reading Novelty T-Shirts and Why I Love Them
Look at me, blogging more regularly! #bored The bad news is, as the title of this post makes abundantly clear, that this one's a real downer. Sorry. I'll balance that out a little with a picture of the bulletin board in my room. In case you're wondering, the duck's name is Marvin, and he works … Continue reading A Bad Day
Yesterday I was in the same room as my husband for the second time in three months. In a happy coincidence that I hadn't, to be perfectly honest, actually considered when I asked for another exception to the hospital's current no-visitors policy and was given permission for him to come, it was both my husband's … Continue reading Birth-Yay! (Happy Birthday, Husband)
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 