It's been roughly a year since my medical mishap. To recap, please see these two posts: Wake up call and When life feels like an episode of House.
In October 2015, I went to the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, MN, to review my MRI scans that were done at another clinic. Needless to say, I am an oddball. No, seriously. I had a consultation with a neurologist who had been practicing for over 40 years, and he had never seen anything like mine.
In a nutshell, I have a blood vessel that runs through a section of my brain that controls the left side of my body. When I had taken a medication last February and experienced an allergic reaction, it affected that spot.
Hence, the seizure.
I am still here.
I am still writing.
I am still publishing.
I am surviving. Still.
I do this while jugging housework, caregiving, and even taking time to keep myself healthy. I am planning a weekly post (I'm thinking Mondays instead of these Friday posts) geared towards those writers in the same boat as myself.
Stay tuned . . .