Frustrating things.

It's exactly four weeks today since I fell off an innertube at a family reunion, presumably hit my head, and got a concussion. Two appointments with my doctor, two more with a physical therapist, a trip to a pediatric neurologist two hours away, five prescription medications, three hours in the ER, and some serious bloodwork later, I don't feel any better.

Obviously, this is a problem, and it's becoming pretty clear that it goes deeper than the concussion. Unfortunately, we don't know how much deeper or why, which it's safe to say is pretty much the most frustrating thing ever.

Here's to hoping this all gets sorted out soon, and that you all keep on rockin' just as much as usual till I get back to normal. Happy reading!