My Side of the Story – Part 1
September 23, 2011
I published most of my story on my old blog, The Stooch Life. However, I missed some parts, and I never finished the story. So I’m going to dedicate my Friday posts to re-publishing and finishing my story.
My Side of the Story…
As the months pass from my AVM surgery, I find I am forgetting more and more of what happened. Not the big things, but lots of the little details. When I was in rehab, one of my assignments each night was to write to get my brain back in gear. My therapists recommended I journal about what I’d gone through in the last few weeks. Or write about anything else, just write!
Get that brain working again!
I started out strong journaling, but let’s all be honest here, I’m not much of a journalist (or a blogger!). I made it up to Thanksgiving Day, about 12 days into the ordeal. (Not long, I was in the hospital for 39 days.)
Fast forward to being discharged and back home, I have very much appreciated Luke and Lacey’s dedication to posting Dan’s updates about me throughout the hospitalization.
I don’t want to forget what I went through. Not in a masochistic or poor-me-victim-like way, but so that I can share my story with others. I look back over the ordeal and I see God’s hand at work in a mighty way. He spared me for a reason, and I don’t want to neglect remembering what he has done for me.
So I’m calling this “My Side of the Story…” because this may not be factually true. Once I was on heavy pain-relieving, coma-inducing meds, all kinds of crazy things seemed like reality. I forgot people I knew (Sorry, Mom!), saw Narnia-like creatures, found out I could fly (No, really! I could!), and so much more! I will do my best to point out those times I know I’m straying from reality (they might be obvious!), but hey, I still might not know them all!
So here goes…