20th.
It has been a month since I got out of the hospital.
It has been a month since I got out of the hospital.
Aneurysm. Brain. Operation. Subarachnoid hemorrhage. Clipping. Those were the unfamiliar words and phases I have gotten accustomed to over the last few weeks. Gotten accustomed to pain and periodic medications. I have had trouble articulating and saying words I wanted to say; Had trouble expressing myself; Had to start speech therapy to get to talk again; Had trouble writing words or signing my name (still working on this) using my right hand. I had to get used hiding my head stitches through bandanas and headbands. Had to fight the feeling of insecurity because of the stitches and the “battle scar” I have gotten from it.
Was frustrated. And sad. And a little angry at myself during my 18-day stay in the hospital. Because I knew I was bothering “people.”
But during that period till now, I realize there is a lot to be thankful for – Those who have not stopped praying for me; those who have shown care for me when I was in the hospital and when I got home; those who kept in touch and checked on me on their spare time; those who reached out and reconnected with me to know my whereabouts; those who made/ make time to visit me; those who just gave a damn about me. I have a better appreciation of time because “this” almost killed me.
God is good. All the time.
Familiar words I got to know again: Family, Friendships, Relationships, Reconnections, Love, Care, Support, Effort, Thank you. The words that matter. Words to be grateful for. In this second life. In my second life.
I cannot emphasize enough – Thank you to all of you. May all your kindness go back to you tenfold in unexpected ways.
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