Isolation

I think most of us are thrilled to get home from a hospital stay. I was happy to be alive and more grateful than I have ever been in my entire life. My little dog Chloe greeted me with all the hugs and tailwags I so desperately needed and my partner at the time had the house all clean and ready.
 I spent most of the first month in bed waiting for my vision to be restored and praying for a speedy recovery. The phone calls started pouring in from my employer and my claims adjuster. My boss asked if I would be back to work in a couple of weeks. Huh?? I just had a brain injury!! The claims adjuster sent me so many forms my head was spinning. Did he not hear me when I said I couldnt see? How was I to read and fill out anything. This was really frustrating for me and caused a great deal of stress. I sank into a depression like never before and then the migraines kicked in. I had a few visitors here and there but everybody was working during the day so I was very lonely. I couldnt walk or see so laying in bed or on the couch had became my existence.
I started feeling very panicked wondering just how much damage had been caused. I had so many questions but no firm answers. I felt abandoned by people who I thought loved me and scared about my future.

I wanted Wendy back......