There’s this thing people say sometimes when I write about my brain recovery that hops around my mind these days. They say it has given them context for people in their own lives climbing similar barriers. I think about this often because I am writing these experiences out for me, and my doctors, as selfishly as possible. The last few days have been a blur … Continue reading sittin’ with it
If you like this style, you may enjoy this one: https://rarasaur.com/2019/11/05/a-little-zine/ If you didn’t like this style, don’t worry, I do them them very rarely. If you’re a blogger and interested in blog activities for August, you can join me in #BlogBingo! Details here: https://rarasaur.com/2020/07/28/august-shenanigans/ Continue reading a zine: brain tired
It’s been about a year since I had a series of mini-strokes that played havoc on my brain. I’m doing much better now– so much so that I’ve thought about compiling a tiny book about my experiences. But I have slide backs, sometimes. Sometimes, like last night when the headaches woke me from sleep. Sometimes, like today, when I’ve spent most of the day incapacitated. … Continue reading stroke: toilet loaves
A little after week in California’s Safer At Home restrictions, a girlfriend and myself text each other at nearly the exact same time. She tells me that, in her family’s language, they say “the heart is on the heart” but that it doesn’t quite exactly translate to English. I tell her that my family says “you’re going to live a hundred years”, which is spoken … Continue reading journal: how i am
This week I got some good news. Some really good, really unexpected news. To rewind a bit, I recently went back for a full set of tests after having really strange symptoms. The most notable were the sudden and temporary losses of long term memory. I’d forgotten my birthday, the name of the city where I grew up, my mother’s name, and every other type … Continue reading journal: health updates
In the bathtub, I curl up clothed, and cry. I don’t remember how to turn the water on. The buttons on my shirt take too much dexterity to undo. Continue reading stroke: blank tub
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