Danny and I are heading over the mountains tomorrow morning for another speech therapist appointment. I already feel like I'm at 98% so it'll be interesting to hear what she says.
Sometimes, if didn't have such a short haircut I would almost think I've imagined this whole tumor episode. Well, that, and I have a different perspective on life which carries with me every day.
I just got off the phone with my brother, and we were discussing how amazing my recovery has been. There were times when I didn't think I would ever get back to my pre-surgery state, but I feel wonderful. The only changes that I can notice are the fact that I can barely retain information when reading, and I'm horrible at arguing.
When it comes to reading, I have to re-read each sentence, at minimum twice, probably on average four times. Secondly, I used to be able to debate, and argue things, but these days I'm not able to remember what we're debating or arguing (for the record, I'm not going to lie, I still give it a good effort). The good thing is that it works wonders for my relationship. So I guess maybe here's a shout out to the tumor. Maybe it's a Jess upgrade? Truly, Danny and I had an argument the other day and quickly, within my first words, I started arguing a completely unrelated point that made absolutely no sense. Which, in turn, made Danny erupt into laughter, and instantly defused the entire situation. Who can argue with a person that's laughing at their own inability to make sense. It takes the seriousness right out of it!
