after lightning strikes
It has been six months and twelve days since my microvascular decompression. That’s 193 days.
193 days since the last time I had to take 300 mg. 354 more words
1 week, 3 days
I like chewing gum. My husband does not, which is awesome, because it means I do not have to share my gum with him.
I could not chew gum when I had trigeminal neuralgia (“TN”) or when I was recovering from brain surgery. 330 more words
My husband and I met in fall 2008, during my first year of law school. At that time, we both had full intention to date other people and most definitely 479 more words
1 month, 3 weeks
It all started with an innocuous visit to my sister-in-law and her family over the 4th of July weekend last year (2014).
There I was, on Saturday, July 5th, sitting poolside with about half of my in-laws and my husband. 472 more words
In the decade I spent in the waiting area before surgery (thank goodness for Xanax. Seriously.), a P.A. shaved two spots on my head: the area directly behind my right ear and a 1″x 1″ spot on top of my head. 100 more words