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Every picture tells a story, don't it...
Among the pile of things in the mail yesterday was my new driver license. Yay! What was amazing was the picture. I actually took a good d/l photo.
More than being a nice picture of me, it made an incredible point about my long recovery. A brief history of my d/l photos.
June '94. Taken the day before I had my first seizure. I look like hell. Pale, glassy-eyed, a bit sunken.
July '98 Still bad. My eyes are sunk deep into their sockets, My neck is pencil-thin, and I still have this pallor to my skin.
This one? My eyes are bright, and my face has filled out. I have a neck again. I'm a bit tan (something I couldn't do for while.) The entire thing just looks, well healthy.
This makes me happy.
More than being a nice picture of me, it made an incredible point about my long recovery. A brief history of my d/l photos.
June '94. Taken the day before I had my first seizure. I look like hell. Pale, glassy-eyed, a bit sunken.
July '98 Still bad. My eyes are sunk deep into their sockets, My neck is pencil-thin, and I still have this pallor to my skin.
This one? My eyes are bright, and my face has filled out. I have a neck again. I'm a bit tan (something I couldn't do for while.) The entire thing just looks, well healthy.
This makes me happy.
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I am so glad that you feel healthy and strong!
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