A Light At The End Of The Tunnel
The past few years have been very difficult for me (and those around me), but today I am so very thankful that I cannot wait until November to share it with you.
I have been recovering from Electric Shock Therapy, several severe medication reactions, Agoraphobia, and a near-fatal suicide attempt. I was more like a zombie than a person for quite some time.
As I have gotten better, I have RE-learned how to use my computer, read, write, crochet, sew, drive, etc. due in a large part to my three Personal Care Attendants (Krista, Cerise and Lindsey) who have spent many hours helping me “return to me.”
But the one thing that has haunted me, aside from the memory loss, was the inability to “picture” things in my mind. To be able to envision a pattern or process was something I had been very good at prior to my “illness.”
This morning, as a friend, Valerie, and I were talking about an alternative way to make pillowcases into dresses for “Little Dresses for Africa,” I realized that I was able to envision a way to revamp the basic pattern. Not only could I see it in my mind, I was able to make rough sketches and explain it to her.
What a blessing to have one more piece of my brain functioning again. Each day I feel more and more like the “me before.” I find it exciting and invigorating. Don’t get me wrong, there are still good and bad days. But each day is a new step in the process of life
I want to share this with you, just in case there might be someone else struggling with these types of issues. My desire is to extend hope to them. There is a “light at the end of the tunnel!” For me, that light is Jesus, and my dear friends and family members who have walked through these past eight years with me.
I want to publicly thank those who have helped me so much and who mean so much to me. Thank you for all your patience and love!!!
JMB