Friday 26th February 2010 and The Road to Recovery.....

So now my journey leads me to the road to recovery. I survive a very traumatic fall, suffer through three days with a blood clot in my head, battle through the operation to my head and brain, and still come out with that "killer" smile on my face. Now I find myself on the road to recovery, the long uphill struggle to get back to being "me" again. I suppose part of my problem is that I think I will just be back to normal again, at the drop of a hat. But no, I suffered major trauma to my head and I had brain surgery for god's sake! I think I must have knocked the common sense out of me during my accident! But no, all jokes aside, I am just the worlds worst patient. I just can't sit still, and even when I do sit still I am constantly moving about. I am just so impatient as well, so the idea that my recovery will be slow and that it's just going to take time just frustrates me!

However, I must look at it this way; how much progress have I made since the operation? Well just look at these photos! Even in the first few days of being at my mums, this is the difference in my head. The top photo was taken on the 23rd February, the day after I left hospital, and the bottom photo was taken on the 25th February.

Friday 26th February meant a trip to the doctors, to see a nurse and have my staples removed! I was bricking it to say the least. When the staples went in my head, I was away with the fairies in the land of anesthetic; however, when they will be pulled out (and may I add with a scissor-like contraption) I will be awake and feeling it! Now, the staples that held my scalp together were stuck into my head like staples into one of those cardboard displays you have in schools. Now, how did they get taken out of said wall? With a metal claw like contraption, and were yanked out the wall. And yes, that is exactly how staples are removed from someones head! God, I can still feel them being pulled out, even now. It got worse with the middle staples, as when the nurse pulled them put, I just felt so sick, like my stomach was being pulled up with the staples. The nurse had to keep reminding me to breath, as I was bracing myself so much to deal with the pain that I just plain forgot to breath! But 13 yanks later and I was metal free...horrah! My head instantly felt better, as it had been feeling so tight across my left side, due to the healing of the scar around the staples. This was the difference to my head after the staples had been removed. The top photo is the day before I had the staples removed (25/02/10), and the bottom photo is just after they were removed (26/02/10)!

So yes, my visual recovery was happening, as evident in the photos as my scar was healing. Just the other physical issues I was still having problems with seemed to have stopped getting any better and appear to be leveling off...in what is known as the Plateau...