I’ve always thought that “ain’t scared” sounded goofy – but it’s the only thing that comes to mind when I consider this post…
Friends ask me if I’m scared about the upcoming deep brain stimulation (DBS) surgery.
I’m anxious – not scared.
Anxious about what to expect post-surgery, and honestly a little anxious about what I’ll miss at work and within my community groups and circle of friends while recuperating.
I’m “scared” of what might happen if I don’treceive treatment, scared of falling more often and harder, scared of an increasing reliance on prescription medications, scared of an ever-decreasing sense of self-confidence due to how I move – or rather “clomp” – when I walk.
Scared is worrying about dropping a grandbaby. Scared is not volunteering to read scripture at church because I’m worried I’ll trip on the steps coming down from the podium. Scared is thinking of all the things I’ll potentially miss or not try if I don’t have the surgery.
I will not allow DBS to make the scared list.
You are an inspiration to so many. Stay positive.
That’s crazy kind Tina. Thank you.
Your attitude will see you thru!
DBS = Don’t Be Scared!
Aarrggghhh! How did I not think of that!!! Bravo Wally!
You have always been an amazing person, Lori! I am confident that God’s hands will be right there in every step of the procedure. ❤️❤️❤️
You’re a hoot and have always been incredibly too kind! I’m seriously Queen of the Wallflowers – an extroverted-introvert!
Of course, you’re apprehensive. How could you not be? The future is a mysterious force. But your friends have your back.
Much love my friend!
You always seem so confident and on-top-of-it-all. Just keep it up. I’ve been thinking of you. Kate