Pictures from the tumor...

This a picture with my cousin before surgery. Wasn't I too cute with those electrodes all over my head??

This is a picture of my dad holding me up. I made it home for Christmas!

Today has been a hard day...

Ever feel like you just want to crawl into bed and pull the covers high above your head? That's what kind of day I have had today. The scars from my brain surgery have healed nicely. My hair has grown back. I can walk again without using a walker. On the outside everything looks "normal", but on the inside I feel like I have a long way to go...

I get confused easily. I'm tired all the time. It's very hard to stay focused on anything. I forget a ton of things. I am not allowed to be as active as before, so that means that I've gained weight and everything feels too small. *sigh*

In the big scheme of things, I shouldn't complain. People probably think that my whoa-is-me attitude is crazy. Yet some days it's really hard to shake myself out of the blues.

I'm trying really hard to be "pro-active". I'm trying really hard to get back to my "normal" routine. And yet I just wish that I really was normal again.