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Today I have been to my surgeon, the one who clipped my aneurysm through my skull at the end of November last year.
Everything was ok and all the problems I am experiencing is all part of my recovery.
I don’t have to go back to him anymore.
Being dizzy, too much light, getting sick, being tired and so on, all of it is “normal”.
He only thought that I experienced things much more intensely than others may be.
I need to have patience, don’t underestimate the operation. It will take about 1,5 years before I will be completely recovered, or when I can say I will have residual symptoms or not.
I am allowed to do more, if needed, he thought I was already doing great.
I also had an old experience in a “new jacket” today.
Mown grass, normally I am lightly allergic to it, I start sneezing. But today I smelled the smell for the first time since my operation, and this was so fierce, that I felt that I was floating.
But this all makes me a bit emotional.
I am happy that all I feel is “normal”, happy that it is all part of it.
But it is also a closure of a chapter in my life.
Saying goodbye to a man who was part of my life for about a year, thanks to whom I still have a life, is weird.
Closing this chapter confronts me with the fact of how lucky I have been and how thankful I am that I am still alive and doing well.
I have been crying for a while today.
It feels good.