Three Week Update

At the three week mark, I need to step up my recovery and build up my stamina. Dr. Dave informed me yesterday he needs to get me OUT of the house and exposed to more stimuli. Hmm….wonder what that means…and just where did he get that direction?

Seriously though, I do need to do that. During my recovery after my rupture, once I started going into surroundings that I wasn’t seeing on a daily basis that had a lot of clutter, it was tough to process all of the data my brain was seeing. I am hoping I won’t have that kind of difficulty this time because the clipping wasn’t an emergency situation like the rupture in 2006 was.

I’m now trying to come up with a word or two to describe what my scalp feels like the last couple of days. It doesn’t hurt or ache really, it just feels…odd. When I psychically touch the left side of my head it psychically feels like my scalp has been shot up with novocaine and I’m told it could feel that way for months. That’s an easy one to describe and something other people can relate to.

However, when I’m not touching it, there are odd sensations and slight aches and pains when I’m simply sitting still. I’m assuming it’s all part of the process…just strange for me going through clipping this first time after multiple coilings

My hair is growing back and, if the winds are favorable, I can cover that area up with the longer hair around the 1″ wide shaved section and the incision. If it’s windy…well, people get the freak show.

When I have my 4-week follow up appointment, I’ll be curious to ask my Dr. exactly where the bone section of the skull was removed and to get a better idea of the size of the aneurysm.

From middle of forehead to ear Hair growing back And some hair covers it

Hodgepodge Entry

Better day today. Felt much better when I first woke up. Started doing some very small loads of laundry, which was good as it helped me walk up and down stairs. Then I wanted to go outside for a walk, so Dave and I set out up the road. Really enjoyed the fresh air and as I was looking up at the bare, stark tree limbs against the beautiful blue sky, I thanked God for blessing me with life and allowing me to continue. January was such a rough month for my family and as things start to settle down, the sadness of losing my other sister continues to linger. Again I ask God…why am I still here? Apparently he has other plans for me.

And one of those plans was a giant NAP! LOL After small loads of laundry and the walk, I could not keep my eyes open and was wobbly. Dave went into town to pick up a print job and some groceries and I settled down for a long, winter’s nap. Unfortunately, when I woke up, I wasn’t feeling as good as I was earlier. Dinner helped, then I wanted to take a shower.

I guess I got a little rough with my hair in the shower, even though I thought I was very gentle at the time because my incision ached quite a bit afterwards. Stitches are starting to dissolve, but there is still quite the raised area on the incision and anytime I “catch” the incision with my fingernail or the end of a comb or brush, it’s an owie!

As I was settling down after the shower, I started to read some of my digital magazines on my iPad. This is the first time I made a concerted effort at reading things longer than a Tweet or Facebook post. It went well. We’ll see how I feel in the morning, but it’s a start. Since I stare at a computer all day at work, I’ll need to build up to lengthier times with on-screen viewing.

We’re supposed to get a snow storm tomorrow, so no walking outside for awhile and I will miss that. Not that I’m going anywhere…oh, yeah…I had brain surgery 19 days ago! I can rest.

The Day After

Why, yes. Yes, I did overdo it yesterday. Apparently cleaning out the cat’s litter box, making a tea tray, doing one small load of laundry and watching tv all day was too much. Today I could not wake up and did not feel well. I did force myself to do some stretches and walked, but that was all she wrote.

Now that I rested all day, I’m sure I’ll be up all night now. Goody.

Fresh Air

Yesterday was a breath of fresh air…literally! It finally warmed up enough and wasn’t horribly windy or icy outside, so I took a short walk down the road and back with Dave as my crutch. Then we filled the bird feeders. It was chilly, but that fresh, cool air in my lungs felt great.

I think one of the reasons I get a little bit dizzy inside when I walk is that I have to turn around so much and if I get walking too quickly I turn around too quickly. When we walked outside, I could just go straight…and it was much easier. So I should either walk outside or go slower inside, especially when turning. Makes sense.

As we were walking into the house the phone was ringing. It was my fellow aneurysm survivor Lori, from Florida calling to check in on me. She had been reading my blog and wanted to let me know a few things. One was that my numb head could be that way for months until all of those nerves that were cut get aligned back up and heal. I get to look forward to prickly feelings! It was so nice of her to call and it’s certainly a comfort to speak to someone who’s gone through it and knows what you’re experiencing.

Then, while I was in phone mode, I gave mom a call and checked in with her, then had some lunch. Needless to say, I was pooped.

However, I’ve been craving scones for some time now and knew I had a scone mix in the pantry, so I thought I’d mix those up before collapsing for the rest of the day. There are literally 4 ingredients to the scones. The mix, one egg, butter and milk. They are SO easy and quite tasty, but wow, did cutting the butter in cause pure exhaustion. I took my time, but it took a LOT of time. LOL

15 minutes later I had fresh scones and I DID eat them with a nice cup of tea and some marmalade, then hit the love seat and crashed. Dave made some more stew for dinner and it hit the spot later.

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Outside! Finally. The killer scones.