I am getting better. It takes forever. It seems. I had a stroke and 3 brain surgeries.
Anyways I'm getting better. Slowly. I am looking forward to progress I will make in the next year.
But I have strange benefits. I'm getting better not just physically, which is devastation I'm recovering from.
Also mentally. I'm getting better. I feel like I have exceeded what I was before all my trauma. But I have suffered through immense pain. I wouldn't wish this on anyone, but.
Here I am.
Trying to make the most of it. But the good news. I get better. And my brain. It no longer has many of the hang ups I once had. Overcoming adversity. Is becoming a specialty. I do it daily.
I asked my brain surgeon how long I can expect to see weird enhancements on my mental abilities. Although this is a gray area he said. "Forever".
I ask him the right questions. He is a man of few words. That answer is very hopeful. For me.
He also will not claim unexpected benefits to his success.
He says. I didn't do that. Like when my body worked normally for a few days after my third brain surgery, it went away, the Normalcy. He didn't lie. Or sugar coat it.
We both knew I would never be the same.