2 Weeks Post-Op
I remember hearing voices but I couldn’t open my eyes. All I felt was numb and it felt like someone, my parents, were trying to wake me up in the middle of the night. But it wasn’t dark, in fact it was very bright, I could see the white flourescent light shining through my closed eyes. Somebody asked me if I was cold and I think I might have replied, “Yes” because within a few minutes a warm blanket was placed on top of me. That was the last thing I remember until everything began to move.
Credit: Val W. (Please scroll to the bottom of this post for information regarding her fundraiser for Brainstrust or click here.)
The second most painful (literally) experience of my life happened about 16 months ago on June 28, 2013. Actually, it wasn’t so much painful, as frustrating and irritating and it often times still is today. But through this experience and even months before it, I found myself becoming a part of a community who all shared a common “bond”. And because of our similarities, we were able to help each other, provide advice, and very frequently support or provide a virtual shoulder to lean on.
Credit: Nicole Dorling, Lort Smith
Just under a month ago, on one of my Google escapades, that began with a well-intentioned search for colleges, careers, and majors, I stumbled across an article about an exotic pets veterinarian in Australia who performed surgery on a goldfish named George (Check out the article here). Now, I’ve done a few things people who don’t own pets might deem “crazy”, like take a Russian dwarf hamster to the vet (twice) to have her examined and receive antibiotics, syringe feed a leopard gecko a liquid calcium and vitamin D supplement, spend close to $40 on fish medications to save the lives of two “feeder” goldfish I got for a quarter, and carefully create a balanced diet for the same hamster who turned out to be diabetic and also needed her ketones and glucose levels tested regularly. Oh and don’t even get me started on Kiwi, my green anole. But I’ve never considered, well, seriously considered, taking any of my many fish to the vet, usually I end up turning to Dr. Google and a variety of fish forums/experts for help.