I was walking through the supermarket aisle looking for drinks on Super Bowl Sunday, looking lost and the guy who works there says to me, "Can I help you?" I said, no thanks, I really don't know what I want." He smiled and said, "You are cute." I smiled, said thank you and walked away, in my Yankees cap and even though it made my day, I thought to myself, "Little does he know what's under this head!" He wouldn't think it was so cute, if he saw it!
I am two month post craniotomy and my emotions don't stop even after surgery. I read a post from a fellow meningioma survivor and I share the same sentiments: I am in a
place of absolute gratitude and I thank G-d (The Universe) every
day and sometimes, even more than ten times a day. Sometimes
when I'm alone, I suddenly get emotional and it just catches up with me and say
to myself "you had a brain tumor, you had your skull opened and your
brain was rummaged in and you were blessed, you
survived!!!" I wonder will these thoughts ever go away or do they stay
with you for your life time? I do know, that I am blessed!