A lot of thoughts have been going through my head, especially during the night that have mostly identified the seriousness of this whole darned episode. My sons and I agree that the whole thing that led to a hospital visit back in January indicated nerve and neurological issues with continued follow-ups. Well, here we are. I have not have any sensations that would indicate seizures but am still quite unsteady on my feet, wobbly, and definitely not clear-headed and my memory sucks. Names, faces, events, the location of items are hard to recover.
Little by little, though, I’m gaining ground as I’m getting better sleep, stretching, a more normal routine, walks, and cheerful hugs and conversations with friends and family.
I attended our monthly art class with Genevieve yesterday and we decoupaged oyster and conch shells - a project I have never done before. After class, she helped us put up the clay garden totem that we made last year. It was several attempts before I could recognize the ones the were my creations.
Mary, the Vet Tech who comes to trim pet’s nails came tonight and we visited five apartments. One cat and one dog - guess who? were uncooperative so it might be another trip to the vet my little brat.
