Ever since I found out I had a brain-tumor my life has been nothing but just plain difficult. My family doesn't really treat me the same,..like I'm half-retarded.I've had 2 brain surgeries in May and June of '09.
I went from this semi-successful guy who worked for myself in construction for over 20 years to living in a box. I have no friends since I don't drink or indulge in illicit drugs and frankly I'm fine with that.
People think that I have life handed to me because I've been deemed disabled,.well that's true,.it should be because by God I worked for it! I crawled around on the floor all my life working just to barely make the rent from paycheck to paycheck.Everybody knows what I'm talking about,..I don't think life was intended to be easy and still everyday is a struggle for me.I take a shower, prepare my own meals,clean out the cat-box,cut the yard, take out the trash, wash my dishes, laundry, even though I just don't want to do it. I keep this little notepad around to write myself notes, to remember what needs done, what I did,and upcoming things to do, because if I don't I'll have to suffer the consequences of forgetting. Trust me,.you don't want to have trouble with your memory! I can't remember the last time my kids called me.