Part of my current manic euphoria is the result of some awakening of parts and pieces of my body. It is difficult to describe the sense of exultation am beginning to feel every day, not as a momentary rush, but as an overall sense of security and well-being. Oh, I know my condition remains in God's hands. I could die of a new stroke at any moment in time. But somehow, that doesn't seem important. Right now, this moment, I'm as alive as I can be, more than in the months earlier, and more beyond measure than those days when I just turned my face to the wall, wanting nothing but extinction.
My nerves are coming back to life a;l over my body, so I have started feeling with a new awareness.
My feet, in particular, have surprised me, because it was so unexpected. I have regained full tactile sensation on the soles of both feet. Only the big toe has partially regained some sensation on the left, but it is progressively getting more.
My hands are fully recovered. I can sense thermal differences as well as texture.
My face is also regaining sensation, though the hatband feeling lingers. I can sense that my nose is where it belongs.
In my midsection, there remains a profound lack of sensitivity, and it extends deeper than skin, because I still lack any sense of bowel fullness until the moment is quite urgent. My limitations with urinary bladder control are similarly limited.
I am still having balance and equilibrium compromises, but gaining some confidence there. If I have enough time before another attack of new brain damage, I may post significant progress.
Outlook is very encouraging at the moment.
Most of you are probably aware that general conference is now transcribed and the text is available online here at the church web site, lds.org. I will begin my customary review of the talks on the Snail Hollow Gazette, but may be a bit slow due to difficult circumstances.
