Pickin' It Back Up

Well I havn't really been keeping up with the heaping health mishaps of the past 9 months. I guess partly due to the fact nothing too serious has happened, and mostly to due to the fact I can't find my usual humor in what has happened. And since humor has been a big coping device AND literary device, I felt I needed to wait until some laughs could come this cluster of crap that is my brain.

Since getting a 2nd VP shunt put in a year ago, I have done some pretty awesome things like (1) took our first family road trip to Ohio to visit out dear friends the Ryans (2) Kyle and I pretended we were young enough to handle the music festival culture and drove to Gutherie, Oklahoma with friends to camp and see Mumford and Sons. Being in our mid thirties it took three or four days to recover from that two camping trip. (3) I dove back into the classroom with a 6 week, 6th grade long term sub position. It felt great to have "my" own class again, but the experience highlighted the short-term memory loss I had suffered and I hadn't known it.(4) We were able to take the whole family to San  Antonio Texas which was going Moe, Franki, and Henry's first plane trip and SeaWorld trip. Taking my animal-loving kids to SeaWorld will be a highlight of not only this year, but the entirety of my motherhood, lots of "ooos" and "awwws."

However, keeping with my health and klutzy past, I was going through a battery of doctors, specialists, and tests to still figure out a source of the headaches I was still having, some headaches lasting up to 7 days. In a good ol' fashion method, a Top Ten organization seems to be the best way to present my newest mishaps that include:

1. The Oak Tree Farm Zombie: How a nighttime jog led to a fractured collarbone and a bloody face and leg. BUT I SAVED THE HEAD!
2. A Fall rose bush dead heading session led to thorns in my scalp.
3. Forgetting my kids at school: a ditty about unknown short term memory loss.
4. A routine neurologist appointment about a migraines leading to DEFCON 4 emergency tests and procedures and the panic that ensued!
5. The 18th lumbar puncture gone wrong and the calm husband who turned ASSHOLE on an ER doctor.
6. Firing a neurologist. As a patient you can do that...so  liberating!
7. The cabinet door/bunk bed combo can be another enemy for one's head.
8. A trip to a Nuero Ophthalmologist-How my diagnosis could possibly change for the 3rd time.
9. An ice pick to the head: The accusation that I am compromising my shunt on purpose (still trying to find humor in this one).
10. A decision to make: keep the VP Shunt and ask for it out?