I found out the hard way what it means to sustain a head injury. Three weeks in the hospital, and so far one week convalescing at home, followed by an uncertain recovery time.
It’s much like a baseball game. You’re in the bottom of the ninth, with an infinite number of strikes, and nowhere to go.
Being an author you’d think this would supply a sufficient amount of fodder to keep me going for some time; however, this is not the case. It actually produced the opposite affect. I spent very little time remembering what had transpired and what I did remember were mere bits and pieces, leaving it impossible to craft a blog from.
Things are getting better but still a bit foggy. What I’ve learned about this unique experience is God is good all the time. Secondly, keep your head off the ground and out of danger, and if you’re looking for a story, look somewhere else.