90 Days - Almost

Spring is in the air which is a good thing. It's one of my favorite seasons, besides Autumn.
Tomorrow (3/20) I head to San Fran to see my surgeon and Sunday, (3/22) will be 90 days since my surgery. Goodness, gracious how time flies, yes??
I'm progressing nicely; althought I still get a little tired during the day but I am dying to do some real exercises (i.e., sit ups and weights). My wigs - Sasha and Malia - are holding it down for me until I'm happy and nappy once again but that might be a minute.
I still find it hard to wrap my brain (no pun intended) around the fact that I had brain surgery almost 90 days ago. But I did. It's done. And I survived. Praise the Lord in Heaven above. When I hear a siren, I am taken back to the night of the incident. Mind you, I don't cower in a corner and howl at the moon, but the sound does bring it back home.
And the Natasha Richardson situation with all the Docs talking about the brain, and injuries and swellings and what nots, has kept the issue at the forefront of my cranial cavity. Lordy, Lordy...
Work is coming along. Half-days are hella cool and my bosses have been hella cool as well, so that kind of support always helps. Plus I have some very generous friends who have donated some of their leave credits so that I am able to work part-time.
Big ups to all y'all who are helping a sista hold it down!!
Going to be doing some final edits on my book (release date is now May 1) and I'm really looking forward to it being read, reviewed, and enjoyed. Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena.
That's about it; I'm at lunch and I need to bounce.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease.
Robin

BACK TO THE GRIND

Hey Gorgeous,

Starting 3/3, I will be going back to work (part-time only). I'm kinda sorta looking forward to it because it will be nice to have another routine to tackle during the day. I haven't worked since December 19 so it's going to take me a minute to get back into my groove; but trust me, I will find my groove. I'll be rocking a wig (my hair is still a mess), but it's all good. I'll keep you posted.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease, y'all.
www.robinrrobinson.com

BACK TO LIFE - BACK TO REALITY

Greetings,

This is my last week to rehab at home. (I've been digging the rain). I'm due to go back to work on Monday (3/2). Feeling a whole helluva lot better but my hair is jacked up. I mean to tell you. One thing neurosurgeons aren't concerned about (before surgery) is how their patient's hair is going to look because mine is a mess. But that's superficial; what's really important is that I'm here and I was given a second chance. I'm kinda sorta looking forward to going back to work and re-establishing that routine. It has been a little over two months since I've been at my desk.
Anywho, I'm out.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease.
www.robinrrobinson.com

My head still hurts...

...literally...when I touch my head, it hurts. I reckon it's from my head being cut open with a saw, stapled up, staples being removed, and now it's healing. Ya think??? ;-]
Greetings, I'm getting stronger each day and feeling a whole helluva lot better. I don't have to suck down as many pain meds, but I still get tired in the afternoon and I look forward to napping.
I'm driving - not far - just to the store to run errands and I'm not getting on the freeway - yet. I believe that being independent (again) is helping with my healing process. Granted, I really appreciate folks willing to cart me around to appointments, to run errands, to pick up prescriptions, etc., but waiting on folks has never been a forte of mine so when my hoopty started after being dormant for so long, I jumped at the chance to get on the good foot. I still tire easily but all in all it's all good in my hood.
Count your blessings, people.
Peace and hair grease.
www.robinrrobinson.com

Second Chances are a good thing

It's Wednesday, Jan. 21 and the first time I've blogged since Dec. 17. Since that time I spent 3 weeks in the hospital (10 of which were in ICU) after experiencing a couple of brain aneurysms. The headache I had in December was a precursor. I'm at home recuperating and I have a lot of good support around me; people checking on me, offering to run errands, taking me to Dr's appts., and to the store, etc. I am very blessed in that regard. But, I am also very humbled. I have an incision in the back of my head that's shaped like a horseshoe. It's an undeniable testament that God is good and God is able. To think that another human being (whose hands were directed by God) cut open my head and literally tooled around in my brain with extremely sharp instruments, then closed me up - with staples no less - and I'm here to blog about it is a miracle. The type of surgery I had is not an easy one to get through and I am so grateful that I was given a second chance. I don't know what wonderful tasks the Lord has in store for me but they are big...real big and I'm ready for them; whatever they are. Please pray for my speedy and complete recovery and please don't take life for granted because each day is a gift - not a given.
Peace and blessings.
robinrrobinson.com

Life really is short

Yesterday, (12/16) was harrowing for me. I woke up fine at first, then while I was in the shower I started having a severe headache on the right side of my head (No, it's not a tumor!). Anywho, I managed to finish and dry off but I was still feeling just horrible. I took an Aleve and started becoming alarmed when the pain seemed to get worse. So, I did what any normal person would do; I got on the phone and started calling folks. But check this out: Everybody that I called (mind you this was a little before 8 a.m.) all of the calls went to VM.
I called my doctor (the advice nurse wasn't in). I called both bosses (calls went to VM). I called my sister (yeah...VM), I called my doctor again (the advice nurse still wasn't in and NO I didn't want to leave a message). Called my sister again, (VM!!). I called another friend (VM). By now, I was sad and scared so I called 911. Didn't want to but what else could I do??? By now I was in tears but the EMTs arrived in about 5 minutes - all 4 of them. My blood pressure was checked and it was good. They told me that they'd take me to emergency but they couldn't take me to my Dr. I opted to not go to emergency because you and I both know that unless you're bleeding or you're holding your entrails in a paper bag, you won't be seen for hours.
Anywho...I drove myself to the Dr., received a shot for the pain and rested in the examining room for about an hour. I felt a lot better physically, but was still sad because I couldn't reach anybody. The Dr. also suggested that I get a CT scan - which I did later than afternoon. And I drove myself to that appointment as well.
I finally heard from one of my bosses - he offered to take me to the Dr., but he lives too far away and he did check on me later that afternoon. But check it out, I still haven't heard from my sister since we last spoke at 11:45 a.m. yesterday afternoon. Now, ain't that some shit? Oh well, what can I say? I guess I wasn't a priority.
Just wanted to say that when the chips are down, that's when you know who's really in your corner.
And that's what's up.
BTW, I'm feeling a lot better.
Peace and hair grease, ya'll. And remember, be available for the ones who need you. Because life is short and you just never know.

Friggin' Secret Santa

Check it out...
My office just had a Secret Santa giveaway and guess what I wound up with (after losing a beautiful chrome candle holder and scented oil)???? A fukced up bar of soap and a a pack of toilet seat holders). Now, ain't that some shiiiitt??? I left that crap on the conference room table. Folks at my office are still laughing at me. I mean to tell you. If it wasn't Christmas time I would be thoroughly pissed.
So tell me, what's the worse Secret Santa gift you ever rec'd? I'm sure it wasn't as fonky as mine was.
Peace and hair grease.

Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena is released on 3/10/09. My website www.robinrobinson.com will be up and running in a couple of days.
Go to www.xpressyourselfpublishing.org for more info.