And so, our brave adventurer set forth on his school adventure once again quite so, but was it actually going to be as easy as they had made it sound??? As per the track record, of course not!!! Apart from everything mentioned in the previous log there were obviously some unforeseen hurdles to my return to school that had to be tackled as and when they turned up.
Well quite understandably it wasn’t a fairytale story and there were some physical and mental fallings that came as side effects of my entire episode of trauma that my brain had suffered.
For Starters, the barest minimum of physical exercise would drain me and render me deprived of breath. This was a bit of a problem at first, but as it turns out the human body is quick to adapt and before I knew it I was sitting for full school hours effortlessly (yes, the all-inclusive package that included games, recess, subject lectures and all the other school drama that goes along with it).
Then there was the question of mental stamina, even though I expected myself to just go back to school normal and finish it as though nothing had happened, it just wasn’t meant to be. I was finding it difficult to focus or concentrate on anything for prolonged durations. I would keep zoning in and out of reality while sitting in the classroom. My mind was like a monkey that couldn’t sit still for too long and it would immediately jump at the next banana it found. This would be a crucial thing that I needed to finish school so we had to work immediately on fixing it and it took some time after I rejoined school for this to vanish.
And how can I forget to mention the excruciating headaches (9 or 10 on a scale of 1-10) that used to come and go as they pleased with no apparent cause. They would make it nearly impossible for me to focus on any activity. That was one problem that still hasn’t been resolved.
Not so surprisingly (considering my body’s impeccable timing), around this time I even started to get diplopia (double vision). How am I supposed to focus or learn in class if I see two of everything?? Sure it does help me at times, I see two dollars instead of one. But seeing two teachers, that’s too much for one mind to take in at once.
And even apart from the difficulties that were present and to be cared for, my classmates and batchmates took utmost care of me in everything. They even looked after my assignments, notes, projects and other school things that were there. They even went all the way that one of them used to accompany me to the washroom as a safety measure for my seizures.
The road was not going to be a cakewalk, but the adventurers were also trained far beyond their wildest imaginations… how would this adventure end or begin 😊 Keep reading