My Problem with Partial Facial Paralysis /7

Day Seven: Or, Slept in the Right Direction

My face still looks a bit wonky. That might just be genetics. Right side of face still looking a bit static.

My speech isn’t as slurred. When I say “Slept in the Right Directions” people don’t hear Steps. They see the steps though. Steps in the right direction.

Lots has improved. I can blink my right eye. Still need the gel when sleeping though. Almost done the meds, which will be a huge improvement.

Still tired. Still trucking.

Drinking is still noticeably difficult. I seem to have regained some eyebrow control, though. Fair trade? No.

Sleep was certainly in the right direction. I feel like a million bucks, instead of just the $1,000,000 bill.

Green. Crumpled. Useless. No gas station or convenience store would take me. They couldn’t break me if they tried.

Bell’s Palsy is giving the task it’s best. The ol’ College Try. I missed an entire day yesterday. Even bowling. Dammit. Could’ve been fun.

Less going on today. Back to work. The ol’ College Try. Tried to kill me. Now I’ll work hard, but I’ll sleep more. I’ll produce great work but give the brain rest. I’ll keep my ideas — my passion — strong. I’ll keep my love strong. I’ll keep my immune system strong.

There is no giving up. No turning off. Only reset.

My charge is strong. Almost back to full.