I can’t believe that it has been more than three months since I wrote my last post.  Many things happened since then and I am happy to say that we survived it.

After the baby and I were cured from the MRSA, we enjoyed a few “normal” weeks were everybody was healthy.  On a Friday, I went to Target which is very close to my house, to get milk.   I just remember walking at the store with a basket on hand and feeling like I was going to fall down.  Then,  I am on the floor without shoes and I noticed people staring and asking how I was doing.  I just got up, looked for my shoes and kept on walking.  I don’t remember the part where I fell down. After I left the store, I started having a strong headache and nausea.  I knew those were signs of a possible concussion.  When I got home, I  called my husband , so he could stay with the kids and I could rest. No, I didn’t go to the E.R. right away.

The headaches kept on getting worse, and now I had dizziness.  Finally, I decided to go to one of those urgent care clinics.  The doctor looked at me and said: ” You know you are not doing well, so go to the E.R. right away. I can’t believe you didn’t comesooner to get checked.”  I went right away and had an MRI.  I was more worried about the radiation than the possible concussion.  This is the second MRI in less than a year. I had the first one performed before having my back surgery to remove a fatty tumor. Well, everything turned out to be fine with my brain.  I was “only” going to have constant migraines and dizziness for two weeks. The dizziness lasted two weeks, but I still get migraines.

Since then, I have also been having trouble concentrating on long tasks and  having problems with my memory.  Oh well, it looks like God wants me to work on the virtue of being humble and finally realize that I need to ask for help to get through each day.  After all, our life is always full of new events.

MRSA infection. Here, the surgeon just removed the dead tissue, so the infection would not keep on spreading.