An Anniversary, of Sorts
August 1, 2021: “What the hell is that!?” August 1, 2022: “What a year!” Wow. It is hard to believe that it has been a year since Toby popped out to say hello. Some days, it feels like yesterday – others, like an entire lifetime ago. Recovery has taken much longer than I anticipated. I was fully expecting to be back to normal in May or June but that hasn’t happened. My cognitive functioning - short-term memory, recall, concentration, organizational skills – is still not back to the same level as pre-Toby and I need a daily afternoon nap. If I get overly tired/stressed/anxious, it feels like my IQ drops about 30 points. Dave even beats me at Jeopardy! I start my gradual return to work tomorrow so it will be interesting to see how that all plays out, especially when it takes me twice as long to do anything. Personally, I do not really want to go back to work. This whole journey has certainly put life in a new persp...