Better, if slowly

Chris posted this back in May:
"He also has problems concentrating and gets easily flustered. If you keep up with his blogs, he sounds like the "same old Mark", but he writes early in the morning when he's most clear... I'm sure that for someone as smart as Mark is, living in his confused and foggy world is very difficult. It also depresses him when people don't understand that he can't deal with issues, converse and respond like he used to... Mark is trying to learn to live his life the best he can. He has good and bad days, like the rest of us. On top of it all, he has to contend with isolation and loneliness too."

It's August now, a year since I got off the drugs, but things haven't changed all that much, alas. I still have problems concentrating, but I still sound good, so everyone thinks I'm fine. I don't get to see my friends as much as I'd like (they've got lives, too), so I still contend with isolation and loneliness. Fortunately, Chris hasn't given up on me (thus far, anyway; day's not over yet), and I'm still being cared for better than I deserve. We're still awaiting input from one of my docs and the head of the Angioma Alliance to put all this into a book (which I now owe to a lot of people), but we'll get there eventually.
It's been a long strange trip, and it's still strange. But now that I'm going to live, I will have to figure out what I'm going to be when I grow up...