An excerpt from my chapter in: The Truth About Finding Joy in the Darkness
November 10, 2019, 3 years, and 11 months after my life was destroyed
by an unwanted divorce, I woke up to an odd sensation on the left side of my face.
It is best described as the “wearing-off” of Novocaine.
This was the first clue that half my face had quite literally begun to fall. I no longer had
control over the muscles. This meant no smile, no blink, no raising my eyebrows.
It also meant many symptoms no one else could see.
There had been a migraine and a 3-day earache leading up to this,
but I wasn’t prone to earaches, nor was I prone to facial paralysis, so I didn’t know
to be concerned about it. At times, it felt like someone was driving nails into
my skull behind my ear and with every swing of the hammer, pulses of electricity
were shooting into my brain, face, neck, and down my back. My body jerked with every jolt.
The pain was beyond a 10, it was at a 100. I didn’t know it then,
but that pain was my warning that Ramsay Hunt Syndrome was coming
and I was headed straight for my mind’s jail to keep me safe while I made sense of things.