Adam says, among other things: The analogy I used when talking to her this morning is that her brain used to be like a very fragmented hard drive, with pauses before accessing data. Now, it's like a brand new, blazingly-fast optical drive with near-instantaneous access.
Of course, this is also what she was like before the Trileptal.
In other words, I have my wife back.
I went into the hospital, and I came out as me
I can think
again, and express my thoughts. I'm not brainfogged or word-lost. I have energy. I can walk a straight line.
For the first time in three years
Someone I met during my Trileptal haze (my parents say I looked like I was constantly in a daze, not entirely there) said that I was "so smart it's scary" and "quick". Oh, you ain't seen nothin' yet. That was my brain working through a chemical fog. Now I can think
And part of the problem with expressing part of the disability the Trileptal caused was that I was so elevated before Trileptal, energywise and brainfunctionwise. I went from me
to normal-person functionality. And then below.
I'm just so excited that it's hard to type about it. *laugh* I can think
I almost feel high
. The difference is huge. It's like the difference between being stoned and being sober, or being sober and tweaking.
Maybe even between being stoned and tweaking. That big a difference.
Three years of fog, and I can think again.