Here is my two cents, although some of you may not want to hear it! Move right on if you don't. I think you all are VERY lucky to be able to go back to work at all! A busy toy store? I can't even go into a busy toy store and I'm almost 4 years out. That much stimulation makes my head feel like it's going to explode. Maybe with a heavy dose of painkiller can I go into a store like that, or even a large mall. I go with my daughter-in-law who always has a stroller that I can hang onto.
At 2 years post-op, my headaches had me in bed 5 to 7 days a week. Only now and thousands of $ in medical bills later, am I able to work and it is about 1/8the speed and I pay dearly for it the next day usually.
I am a self-employed artist, disability? yeah, right--the self-employed usually can't collect that unless they are comatose. It's a pittance anyway and barely would cover my health insurance, which I pay for out of my own pocket and it is lousy and it is expensive.
Pre-AN I was being "courted" by a nationally-know art gallery. To get in there would have meant a HUGE jump in sales and income. At their invitation I had one review, got turned down and told to get in touch in a year or so so they could see new work. My brother is in this gallery (Oprah bought 3 of his pieces there) and he said that they turn everyone down first, but to continue to progress and I would surely get in next year. I got an AN instead. Last year I sold work out of my private collection, work I was saving to leave to my grand kids, to pay my medical bills. My husband has ad to not only put off his retirement by several years, but also has taken a second career as a landlord and spends all weekend, every weekend, doing remodelling on a house we bought to re-sell. Our dreams of buying a big sailboat and sailing off into the sunset have sailed away by themselves.
The docs seem to think I have some kind of nerve disorder in my head and, short of an autopsy, likely they would never be able to really figure out what "mishealed" in my head.
However, my face is perfect! No dry eye, paralysis, droop, no nothing. It crosses my mind to think, "why me?" sometimes, and feel like
I would gladly trade places with some people here to have facial paralysis and NO headache or pain. At least I would have my life back to "relative "normal. I have a great husband and family who would love me no matter what I looked like, and a career where I don't have to deal with the public at all.
I'm sorry if anyone feelings are hurt by me saying this, but this vent is truly needed as I missed the call last night due to a headache because I actually tried to paint a few hours yesterday. AAAARGH! (that is the Lucy frustration yell, not the Pirate one.)
You all know that I'm usually pretty cheerful and upbeat on this site, but I'm only human.
Capt Deb
