Howdy Hydrocephalus

Understanding my unique gyroscope


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Back on the writing bandwagon!

images-8It has been an really long time since I have written. I have not fallen off the planet, but have been challenging myself even further. Even though I love to write, there are many other things I have been focussing on such as creating art, graphics, starting a small very part time graphic design and creative life coaching business. I am unable to fit them all into my life at the moment. One day soon I will be able too! It is a goal I am working on.

My life has been changed since September to end of December. I had amazing energy, concentration and steps to move forward. I was able to attend  two craft shows and make for me a lot of goods. Christmas and the New Year were a success. I got everything done for the family, rested & played too! But then January 1st, I woke up with the worst cold ever. From January to now has been an interesting month. I have learned some takeaways about Hydrocephalus that I did not know before. Because of my new knowledge, I have finally decided to work with the Hydro instead of fight it in this case. Fighting it will only make it worse.

So What did I learn? I learned that if there is a stressor on my body like a cold or a completely blocked sinus (with a mass that potentially they think means trip to Foothills again soon) can affect the baseline of your hydrocephalus. So what does this mean.

fb_img_1443293628775My MRI showed that I had amazing flow. I love that my Dr. Sits me down and we look at the images. I love that he explains what I am seeing. He said the grey area where my hole from bottom of 3rd ventricle show cloudy grey. He said that was turbidity. I said “that is to be expected. When flow of fluid has to go from big space down a narrow tube – it speeds up – basic physics…you know my background before all this was science!:”  I almost knocked myself off my chair when this came out of my mouth. I was shocked as shit that my brain just pulled off something that I thought was long gone.  Nope just in hibernation waiting for my neural re-connection.

Distracted Side note Inserted here:

The black hole of my brain injury released some new information. Lately I have been experiencing this more and more…snippets of old knowledge and experiences pop into my head.  I wlll write a blog post of what I can compare this to in hopes that it can help fellow TBIers but their experiences into words.

images-5So my new baseline was how awesome I was doing before feeling cruddy in January. This means that until my stressors on my body…the blocked sinus thingy will continue to put negative stress on my hydrocephalus until it gets addressed. So in the mean time I will experience and increase sleepiness, tripping, falling, dropping (or accidentally throwing items), weird walking stance, numbness, tingling, head pressure, pain, and cognitive decline. I have been having a hard time figuring processes, and steps to getting things done again. Decline in remembering what to do with Adobe Illustrator again. I have been saying the wrong words for things more and more. For example for the last month I have kept telling the boys to put their laundry in the dishwasher.  

images-2You know that gets old quickly when you have two parrots who are like okay and start to put their dirty laundry in the dishwasher. My kids are jokers I say…but when I am stressed mentally with the weird symptoms that have popped up in my life, my sense of humour is greatly diminished. Actually irritability, and anger have popped their dragon heads up again so much that the boys have noticed. They joke that driving with mom is like “beepidty boop boop beeep” with the added family finger.

kitty-fingerI have been reassured that symptoms, although scary will go away once the stressor is fixed.

Let’s hope this happens quick before my control and filter completely disappears and I actually tell off a stranger who is pissing me off.

 

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Volunteering the Next Step

I hope to take big steps in my life for 2016. I am wanting to volunteer at the hospital to help with the recreation department. I know it will be portering and just helping out, but at least I will be able to see what the job entails and how I react in a hospital situation.

I am saying that I can only volunteer five hours max a week and those five hours can not be done in one day. So I am thinking two days a week for 2.5 hours. I know I can handle that…or at least I hope that I can handle that and maintain doing it for a period of time.

I am so excited…..BUT! I had to fill out an online volunteer application. This weirded me out. For example, it asked about me. Now what do I say there…I had no clue. I am human, female, breathing, alive but a little kooky and broken at the same time. So I scrolled down to the next question. Work experience.

Easy Peasy! I listed off that I worked in the environmental industry. Did contract management ranging from tree planting, silviculture, bridge and road engineering. My largest project was 20 million road to help get approved, built and inspected. I worked in compliance and enforcement where we inspected activiities and tried to work out problems without resorting to enforcement. However, I have and written crown council reports and investigation reports. I worked as a website coordinator for a government organization and had a budget for 120,000 for one website and 40,000 for another website. I took photos, worked with film crews and interviewed people. I also taught at MHC for one semester before my surgery as I experienced hydro induced dementia like stuff. (I still feel guilty for not being a good instructor…showing same video like three times) I loved my work. Work was my life that is the green in me coming out. I am a Green/Orange mix with True Colours.

However, after I wrote all that I was like wow…impressive but I am no longer that person. I can’t even pretend to fake who that person was. Although it never looked like I was organized, I was. I was able to problem solve and think on the fly. I could remember legislation and understand it when I read it. I could easily navigate, read maps, GPS, drive long distances, work long long hours and get up early and do it again. I supervised fire fighting crews and even been on nine wildfires as a sector leader. I could remember regular and scientific names of plants, shrubs, trees, soils, rocks etc… I was able to stand up for myself and hold my professional standards & practices even if it meant pissing people off. I was good at that . I would frustrate the bejesus out of contractors and companies because I would take any shit for their short cuts. I was a fierce one and passionate to boot!

Then it asked for education and awards. So I fill out scholarships,, awards, and my degree, diploma and certificates that i have earned. So now I know the meaning of looking good on paper and really sucking in real life. You know the potential hire that had a great resume and interviewed well but when they got into the job, they just plained sucked and you know exaggerated the truth…god I look like one of those people. How embarassing except I am not lying.

I am at a loss. How do I represent myself now? I have no clue. It almost feels like I am lying when I put down my work experience and education because it seems like so long ago. I struggle with so many things that used to come to me instantaneously and now requires time to think about thinks, process, work out, organize steps etc….

When the person interviews me for volunteering, I am really not too sure what to say. I really no idea how I will perform, if I will make it to every volunteer day or anything. It is like a blank slate in my head. I have nothing to go on.

But I need to go through this; it is the next step in my recovery to get back to the “real” world. I will figure it out and find out what the new me can do successfully at this time and find small goals to work for in the future. It is just today I once again realized the truth in what the Docs saying a seven year recovery time. I am almost half way where.

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RAM needed Please

I must say that my memory has always been somewhat sketchy – always good for work but super bad for birthdays etc…. Then the sleep deprivation of having kids added to the mix so it wasn’t until probably about a 1.5 years ago I had noticed it getting worse.  Thank goodness for my iPhone.  I would use it for everything.  I would set my calendar timers, used the note feature to remember everything.  Then it got to the point where, I would forget where my phone was, not hear the alarms, forgot that I heard the alarm and start missing important work, school and family stuff.  I stopped using my phone and went to paper lists.  Paper lists for everything. This sort of worked for a bit too then  I would make a list for groceries and forget the list at home.  Then I would email myself stuff, only to forget about the emails.

I would make a list at work of projects that I needed to do and then forget about the list.  I would miss deadlines, forget about ongoing projects and even lost a client for my work.  Yes I felt bad!  At work, all I was doing was apologizing.  I was on the verge of getting fired – nothing I did was right anymore – I no longer was fast, accurate and field ready.  I was alive but not functioning mentally or physically anymore – basically a useless tit! I know that some people at work thought I was acting the way I was because I didn’t want to be there, I was dragging my feet on purpose. I had warned them for months that I needed help because something was wrong with me but no help came. I did not comprehend how badly I cheesed off some people at work until basically now two weeks after surgery.  I remember that at the beginning of August when I handed my medical note in at work and said I would finished the project I was working on.  I completed that and then left to be on leave.  After I received my ROE, I checked the website, because I knew they were doing changes and wanted to have a look, only to discover that I was no longer on the employee page.  I couldn’t understand why and I still don’t know why completely; but oh well that is life.  I had loved my job and the main owner of the company.  I loved how the company was originally built on a family feel approach rather than corporate entity.  I have no idea if I will be able to go back.  I know that at the moment if I had to go back to work I would be a disaster again.  It was membership time with CAPFT and I had to decide to renew my professional status for 2o13 work permit.  I had to decide if I be a practicing or non-practicing member. I registered as a non-practicing member for now.    I am not negative or upset or frustrated with anything that has happened, but now I see the situation from a clearer headspace.  I am accepting of where I am today and know only positive changes will happen with time.

I am no longer in a fog and physically I am getting stronger and stronger everyday.  I am working my brain by writing, and when I talk no one would know that I have some RAM and a few short connection issues.  My short-term memory has a lot to be desired at the moment – BBQ caught on fire – oops about those burgers; Fill bathtub and forget about it; kids request food/drink – oops just to name a few.  If you want to have a conversation with me, better get my full attention or you will have a one-sided conversation to yourself! Even if I have responded I probably didn’t hear you or processed what I responded to. I feel that I am way better than before the surgery, but still have a ways to go.  I know that when I look at words that I have known for a long time I question if they are spelled correctly because the word just doesn’t look right.  I used always ace the reader digest word definition quizzes and now…well…I tried.   I know that it gets worse as I get tired or when I get stressed or have too many things happening  at once.  I just need to step away and recharge when I feel a little overwhelmed.

I am looking forward to my brain schooling next week, and I know  that it will help me out.  So I will fill up my backpack just like the kidlets and head of to do a bit of ol’ book learn’n! I am opening up new doors  and allowing  for change and opportunities to come my way.

Raise a glass of fizzy water and toast to new beginnings!