I am a mother of a young lady of 17. I am 42, but feel 50 and look like something the dog has dragged in. Any mom will understand my meaning on that. I was born in a small country town and raised with good ethics and beliefs. I became a hairstylist at age 20 and worked at the same proffession until I was 28. Then tragedy struck, I was diagnosed with a brain tumor (Acoustic Neuroma) on my left hearing nerve. My daughter was 3 and I was in disbelief that such an odd thing should happen to me since I was clean and siober. Actually I never drank or did drugs. Upon removal of the tumor, my hearing returned and all was well. Four days later I lapsed into a Coma. Bacterial Menengitus had set up camp in my body, not to mention that I stroked just hours before drifting into cyber space sleep. Finally rejoining the world, I was held captive by feeding tubes, IV's, breathing aparatus, and probe in my head. Could not speak or move. Could not even breathe on my own. God had plans to keep me alive..........just wish He would tell me why. I suppose it was for the sake of my daughter. After months of therapy and relearning to do everything from eat to sit up, I was finally released, but only to my parents care. The last 14 years has been a challenge that I would never wish on anyone else. I have survived years of weight gain, nursing homes, surgeries to alter my body so that I could catherter myself and live as normal as possible. I am in a wheelchair and living independently with my daughter, thanks to the help of nurses and assistants. My biggest dilema these days is money , since Social Security and food stamps are a joke. I am attending an online class with ECPI in Business Administration and love it. Maybe by the grace of God, one day I can return to the workforce and live knowing that I can buy new furniture and not have to depend on church family to give me their seconds. I am thankful and as positive as the Lexapro I take lets me be. haha. Please be a friend and say hello!