It has been two weeks since my surgery. My surgeon says that things look good. I still have a few months before I can play soccer (of course I will go back). It will take a full year to fuse completely.
I am back to “normal” living. I have a cervical collar that I wear while I am driving. That is all. I am still lucky and thankful.
It has been one year since my brother nearly died. I feel a bit like most people in my family have nearly died. Today’s thankful post is for the fact that my brother is alive. The big sign that says, “NO BONE FLAP ON RIGHT SIDE” is true. They removed part of his skull for more than half a year. And yet, he is still alive. Rumor has it that is “normal”
again. For that I am thankful. This is Max before his accident.
“Thank you” doesn’t express the feelings for everyone that has helped out my family in the last year. People opening their homes to let us stay with them and be close to the hospital, organizations that run on volunteers to help with paper work, accommodations, and moral support, doctors, nurses, and the whole medical team that took time to explain as much as we could understand. Thank you all.