June 10, 2014


So welcome to the blog about the present. And at the present, I'm still getting over my visit to one of my neurologists. I was told to bring in my current MRI. My neurologist loaded up the MRI and Voila! I found out I have a brain. And I also have some pretty major damage. Therefore I have brain damage, or traumatic brain injury. I'm pretty lucky though, as she pointed out, if my bleed was just a little different, I would have no heart control, no breathing, none of all that stuff that keeps you alive. So I'm pretty lucky even though I'm messed up. I asked her if the brain can repair itself and she kind of looked like a deer in the headlights. She said, "Just keep working hard." And I will. You know, they make their best educated guess (doctors). I feel it's really up to you to keep working hard and stay positive. I told the doctor I was thankful there are no squirrels in my head and she just looked at me blankly.

A cool thing that happened this week was I got to try bike riding. It's a giant mountain bike that looks like a tricycle. It came with a giant rattle and a milk bottle, and a white hat with a bow tie. Just kidding about the last three things, but the bike was pretty cool. It did take a therapist to go along with me, but I did manage to go around a three-mile lake. It felt great. It felt like I had a little freedom. Although the therapist kept screaming at me, "Stay to the right! Stay to the right!" I kept yelling at her, "Why are you screaming Stay to the right?" and she said, "Stop. I keep telling you to go to the right because if you keep going to the left like you do, you're going to end up in the lake and that's not a good thing." So I guess it was good incentive to stay to the right. Anyway, it was overall a great experience. I'm thinking of getting a mountain trike for myself. The hospital said I could get a grant to pay for the trike. Very cool.

Oh yeah, I found out this week there's one thing worse than having diarrhea when you're like this, and that's having a freaking mosquito by your bed when you're like this. I punched my face. I slapped my neck. I punched myself in the balls. I almost took out a few pictures. My legs fell out of bed. It was a mess. All because of one mosquito. Anyway, now that I think about it, I should buy a fly swatter.

My eyes are getting better. There is less shaking and my eyes seem to be registering more and more. Like I don't see cross-eyed as much as I used to. It's a relief. It feels like it's getting better. My friend here said, "There's proof right there. You're getting better." It's true I am getting better. I just wanted more positive feedback from the doctor. We can't always get what we want, right?

I'm gonna include some pictures from my road trip. I drove across America with my friends. I wanted to show people you can still do what you love even though you're messed up. Talk to you next week. Love, B. Nice



P.S. Hey, check out this bag my friend made. It's pictures from my trip!

P.P.S. We're taking orders now if you like.


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