10 Weeks Post-Op

Things seem to be going backwards. I'm sure all the busy-ness and stress of last week isn't helping. I made it through another funeral, though walking through the cemetery proved to be a real test of the ol' vestibular system. I don't think anyone but me noticed how much I almost fell. At least I hope not.
Headaches are much worse. Mood is worse. Not sleeping as well. And speaking of tests, all the big gatherings with multiple conversations were a real test of the single-sided hearing (doesn't that sound nicer/more positive than single-sided deafness?) and attention span. Both of which failed. Though I am mastering the art of smile-and-nod.

Speech-language pathologist reviewed the questionaires she sent home with me. I was supposed to fill in one section, and then have Matt and my mom fill in two others, to see how our answers compared. Then she finished the formalized test stuff we didn't get to last time. It appears that on the formalized test I did okay, but the answers on the questionaires, combined with the things I've noticed in myself and some things PT has noticed and passed on to SLP (such as not able to do two things at once), warrants some concern. Not conern as in like something terrible is wrong with me, more like there are things I should work on before being "released back into the world". Those are my words, not hers. So after the formal report is written up, she will talk to Dr T about work, etc. There's a chance I may get my driving privledges taken away.
As I said before, I'm just trying to follow directions.

That's pretty much the only news of this week. Next week the appointments continue, including a trip back to the eye surgeon Dr D to see if I'm good enough with the weight or need more cuttin' done to my face.
Please, everyone, wear your seatbelts, obey the speed limit, and eat healthy. I don't think I can handle one more bit of bad news in the year 2009.