After I was allowed to eat, they explained that my brain was swelling. The doctor placed me in a medically induced to allow me to begin healing. They had to crack my skull on the left side and remove part of it. My skull was literally missing. I had no recollection of those 4 days I was under. There was no dreaming, just a deep sleep.
Now the nurse was focused on normalizing my body fluids. Everything was fine but I still had a catheter which was very humbling. I was tired, and sleeping often, in and out of a fog.
Finally they started to move me around and it was time to try to walk. I was pretty excited about that, I was very confident that I could walk. Before, I was an electrician, powerlifting, and was playing hockey so my legs were strong. The nurse told me to slowly stand up. I shot up she was nervous that I could fall or at least get lightheaded. She was trying to calm me down and take it slow, however, I was determined to prove to myself that I could walk.
I put my feet on solid ground with a nurse on each arm. With the catheter rolling along and all I did walk. I was overjoyed, and excited. It was slow and hard to walk. It felt clumsy and awkward, but I managed to pull it off. After a while, it was worn out and fatigued, I had to rest up, and decided to turn back. I walked 10 steps back and sat down.
Progress.
Stay tuned for Seattle Part 3
Dave Keller 