ask her if she wants to stay awhile
and she will be loved
she will be loved
it was stormy day, one of those mornings when you wish you were inside out of the icy wind and snuggled deep down in your warm bed. a time to escape what was to be a stormy life-changing day for me.
i had gotten up early to be ready for my teacher placement at a school on the other side of christchurch, which consequently meant i had to catch two buses and walk a distance to arrive on time. i vividly remember not bothering with my umbrella because every person i saw was struggling and being tossed around like they were in a fight with an invisible opponent.
i arrived and quickly found the right classroom and became focused on my duties for the day. from there my memory blurs a little; observing classes, getting to know year 7 students i would soon teach, gleaning ideas from a fantastic mentor teacher. but a commonality throughout those days was intense headaches that had begun to creep in and dominate my days. ones that felt different to any experienced before… little did I know this was a precursor to something i would grapple with for a long time afterwards. i remember the day it happened. october 18, 2000.
my early morning routine began as usual but was interrupted that day by a sharp shooting pain from the back of my ear to my nose and suddenly the right hand side of my face dropped. frozen, a consuming pain behind that same ear.
i remember sitting up in my bed in complete shock, stretching and squinting but with no response. moving to the mirror to see a broken smile.
the story continues… read my story [part 2] // thank you disillusionment here
we all have a story. this is one part of mine. i want to share this in hope that others will know and understand about bell’s palsy and it’s rehabilitation. please feel free to ask questions or share experiences. we can all learn so much from one another.