The Little Clues

This smile of mine.

I'm super proud of this smile of mine.

Most of the time, it's strong and wide.

It's genuine.

It's come from a lot of work.

It's come after a lot of tears, a lot of heartache.

That can be said for every single one of us.

When my brain starts to go haywire, my smile is a very apparent visual sign of it.

Most of the time, I feel like I hide it pretty well.

But, when I am in a slump like I am now (post-stroke wise), it gives us a pretty good indication that it's time for a reset.

You can see over the last two days that the left side of my smile is not as strong as the right side.

This will progressively get worse until I get my reset.

The tingling in my left fingers is evident today.

The twitching on the right side of my face is now at a constant.

My ability to remember simple things, like turning off the oven or stove, which exit to take to work, or setting my alarm is more and more real.

This episode began yesterday morning, but even with hours and hours of rest, it is not getting better.

Today I will go and get shots... lots of shots.

They will sort of shut my brain down and I will sleep A LOT for a long time.

It gives my brain a chance to reset.

When I wake up fully, almost always, the symptoms have gone away and I am okay for a while again.

In the meantime, I go to dream land for as long as my body needs me to.

And, I choose gratitude rather than sadness and anger and fear.

'Cause that's how we roll!