Yesterday was the six-month anniversary of my craniotomy to remove a grade II meningioma. That’s kind of amazing. It both doesn’t feel like that long and yet feels like an eternity ago. I’m still healing. Still figuring out the way my brain works now. Still finding workarounds to some of the maybe-permanent brain damage the tumor and surgery caused.
But I’m here. That’s huge. And I’m doing remarkably well, all things considered. So, I’m really grateful.
I was reminded of how lucky I am that all went well last week, when I discovered that two of my high school classmates have died in the past two months.