Second Day of Work

I promise I won’t bore anyone who might be reading this with a daily account of each day I go into work, but the second
day went better than the first.

I felt better and more comfortable there this time and still only worked about 5 hours. I don’t want to push it. I
have a headache tonight, but nothing as bad as it was Tuesday night. Dave dropped me off and picked me up again.

A few people have started to ask me some more pointed questions about what happened. I think most people don’t understand it or know what an aneurysm really is. I know I didn’t know that much before I had one.

I’m still VERY tired though. Yawning a lot and my eye lids are extremely heavy. I tried a few times to just sit and
close my eye at my desk. Right now my eyes are bothering me the most at work. Getting used to “new” surroundings again and new lighting, a different monitor from home. It’s all different.

It feels good to be useful and needed again though and to have a little bit of my independence back.

Today is the 4 month anniversary (or annieversary
as they say on the Brain Community message board.) of the rupture. I’m doing pretty good considering what COULD have happened. I have to keep reminding myself of that when I get frustrated. I survived.

Speaking of work…

…I’m going back. Not full time just yet, but to start to get back into the swing of things for two days a week. I HAVE been doing ads from home and a few other small projects, but at home, I’m afforded the luxury of being able to stop whenever and go lay down, or just rest or do some therapy. In the office, I’ll have to FORCE myself to stop and rest. I have a tendency to just sit for hours, then realize I skipped lunch! Somehow, I don’t think my head of body will allow myself to do that anymore.

I really KNOW when I haven’t eaten for a little bit. My head hurts more and I get the shakes…far more than I used to. The only “side effects” I’m having as a result of the ruptured
aneurysm and the surgery, are a headache, tiredness and the shaking. Mostly in my right hand, but both hands can be effected if I haven’t eaten in awhile, or do too much.

I always used to have a small shake, but it’s much more pronounced now and the rupture & surgery is the only thing that has really changed…..well, that and the fact I’ve become so darn lazy. I SIT very well!

The Ultimate

The day I was wheeled into the operating room for my coiling, my boyfriend Dave, quit smoking.

To my knowledge (and I’d know if he were at this point!) he hasn’t had a cigarette in almost three months. I’m so very proud of him and am so thankful he did that. He needed to. He has low-grade emphysema and it’s also not good for people with aneurysms. I seem to recall the ER Doctor saying something to Dave about it as I was leaving the ER to get
into the ambulance for transport.

Although it was a horrible situation that caused him to quit, I’m glad things turned out this way. It’s so nice NOT
to smell that first thing in the morning and to smell it on his clothes, car and breathe. I hope it continues.

Stretch

I have started doing my low-impact yoga in the mornings and doing neck stretches. I need both badly. Yes, I’ve been
resting, but it’s making me wider and stiffer. My joints and muscles are extremely tight. That was VERY evident the first time I did yoga. They’re very simple, very low-impact stretches and before the ruptured aneurysm, they were a breeze, but not now. That’s frustrating, but I know my body has been through an ordeal with being in the hospital for 20 days, then home bound for two months without very little exercise. I got out and walked more in the hospital than I do at home. No fun walking down the road by yourself, especially during hunting season when we’re in the woods.

I suppose I should start walking inside more. Get my sneakers on and MOVE. I’d love to start working on the water rower, but I think I need to get my balance and energy in line before I attempt that. Obviously, if wrapping gifts tires me out, then using my rowing machine could kill me! LOL I joke, but I know it would be too much…and that’s frustrating.

I can’t say I’m depressed because I can’t do things I used to do before the rupture, but it certainly is frustrating. I feel fine doing certain things, but more taxing activities are extremely draining. I’m still recovering that’s for sure, not matter how I look on the outside, I’m still struggling on the inside.