After years of just posting sometimes instead of posting almost daily in the 1990's, I am checking in from Montana.

I slipped on ice and fell back on my head on concrete while clearing snow at my house on Feb. 2, this year. My skull fractured, I have a traumatic brain injury. I don't remember the actual fall, I don't remember most of Feb.

It was pretty gory as my son described it to me. I am lucky that he was at my house running the snowblower when I fell. Ambulance to the emergency room, ambulance to the airport and a flight to the hospital in Billings, Montana, score of 8 on the Glasgow Coma Scale, also breast cancer found in all the scans done of my body because of the brain injury.

My son and his wife brought me back to Bozeman on March 8 to live with them while I went through neurology and oncology experiences.
Surgery for the cancer in the spring, then radiation and now oral chemo.
The vertigo that was extreme in the beginning is now imbalance when I move, some days better, some days worse.

I was eventually able to be in my home instead of living with my son and his wife. I can't be as active as I was. No gardening. My employer kept my job open that I have gone back to on days when I feel I can work. I still have to pay off the mortgage, no retirement yet because of that. I wish I could retire!

Today I am at home waiting for results of a covid test I took on Wednesday this week. It has been quite a year.

I can still sing, but I don't remember all the songs I used to know! Looking up lyrics is the rare reason I come back to Mudcat. My memory is not what it was before the brain injury happened.

It is good to see news from so many mudcat members I recognize. Take care, everyone.

Alice