Yes, yes it is late.

It all depends on how you look at it, though.

I'm copying friends of mine who started blogging. I figure I will try this.
Although, I do prefer handwriting in a journal.
This is going to start out as something to track my recovery from a concussion I received Memorial Day weekend. If I like it, I may keep it.

It is only right, and I think fair, if I share my story. Here goes:

In high school, I played 4 years of a sport called Field Hockey. I was addicted. Played all the time. When I joined the club team as well, we went to many tournaments.
After my first year of college away from home, I decided to play in a tournament again. I think I missed playing.
Anyway, in one of the last games I ended up on the ground with a male from the other team on top of me after we both went for the ball. I hit the back left side of my head on the ground and I have not been the same since.

Getting hurt while playing a game I love doesn't bother me at all.
The resulting brain functions, or should I say dysfunctions, do.

I've become very short with the people I love.
Things that never bothered me before, now I cannot stand.

I am most upset about my inactive summer vacation.
I have to take 2-3 days of recovery after a day out with friends, or just hanging out at their homes.
As of today, I am better off than the Tuesday after Memorial Day, the night I went to the ER with a skull splitting migraine along with being unable to speak for myself.

This past Wednesday, I had an MRI. I have high hopes for receiving positive feedback from my doctor soon.

I have a minor case. But I feel inadequate all of the time.