07/18/2024
Update: I always wanted to fly in an EC-135 helicopter. Not necessarily on a stretcher inside one. ✅ For some unexplained reason my blood pressure shot up and I flew to one trama center. 🚁
Then the next day it took over 30 hours for enough people to come to the consensus that the stitches in my brain surgery shouldn’t be leaking blood out of my head.
Then, as they figured that out they also figured out my brain probably shouldn’t be infected either if it’s going to heal.
The infection got in my skull, so we opened it up again. They removed a giant section, soaked it and cleaned it, then reinstalled it with titanium hardware and big fat staples. Nothing but the best we could get at Harbor Freight on a Sunday.
All I can say is that I’m still in the fight and doing surprisingly well and every day is one day closer to getting back to work.
If you’re doing worse than me, keep on rocking, you’ll get through it. Being patient enough to actually heal is the hardest part.