Everyday Is Recovery

The last thing I remember was hitting the floor and after that the lights of an A&E resuscitation room ceiling.

Since June 2001 everyday is recovery. I have lived every day since then with a device fixed beneath my skull to regulate blood flow around my brain and to keep me upright . Everyday is recovery .

I was lucky , admitted to Beaumont Hospital at 3am in the morning with a massive subarachnoid bleed on the brain , operated on at 4am and thereafter another 7 hour operation 2 days later after complications. I was lucky. I tell myself that everyday, I look at the people around me every day and count each beautiful blessing.

The briars of anxiety often revist, in truth they never went away, or ever will, but I'm equipped so much better these days. I can control the panic. I've given it a name .

Everyday is recovery.

I suppose what I'm saying to myself is “ I love you and I see where you've been, and where you've come back from “

We should all allow ourselves that .

Everyday Is Recovery, just keep walking. x .