Yes, a little, at least.
I still have the numb tongue, but it’s getting less and less, and wears off during the day.
I can get out the door in the morning.
I can navigate my new, weird boss. That only took 4 months ; – )
Sunshine and flowers make me happy. SOMETHING lifts my BCI. Is that what I called it? Check up with the Prozac pusher (and I mean that in the most respectful way) next Wednesday.
Whew…I don’t want to jump the gun, here, but…
I think I’m back.