I still have the VNS, it’s just in a clear plastic biohazard bag on my counter. I’m going to try and make this short. Surgery went fine, scars over scars and complete VNS removed, no complications. Same as implanting it, same recovery. Taking the VNS out was just like putting it in, but without the hope. The UofM Hospital/MHealth was, as usual, outstanding.
I had been planning for this event for a while now, and never really gave any thought to what happens next. Some months (2? 6?) of the docs watching me without the VNS and then possibly the DBS trial. Which will take months on its own. 6-12 total possibly.
So it seems like today is where I am for quite some time. My anxiety isn’t so bad, but I’ve fallen deep in the depression hole. I feel stuck, trapped, and claustrophobic in my life. I have to admit I count the pills every time I take one. Don’t worry, not enough to be unsafe.
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