Brain Surgery-Are You Nuts?

Holy Moly…….

There I was, sitting in a chair while someone hacked off my hair. Not exactly the spa day I’d imagined. I was shaking from nerves as the nurse finished cutting off my shoulder-length hair, lathered my head, and shaved me completely bald. And that’s when the little voice in my head said, What on earth have you signed up for?

Too late now — the hair was gone. No turning back.

Then things escalated. The doctor’s team rolled in what can only be described as a medieval-looking metal cage and affixed it to my head. And when I say affixed, I don’t mean gently placed. I mean they screwed it on. Two screws in the forehead, two in the back of my skull. Yes. Screwed. On.

The thing was so heavy I had to help hold it up. At this point I was thinking, This feels less like a medical procedure and more like an extreme reality show challenge.

Thankfully, they gave me an anti-nausea shot beforehand — spoiler alert: that was going to be important.

Next stop: the MRI table. As they wheeled me in, I felt like I was heading to my execution. They locked the cage (with my head inside it, mind you) to the table, wrapped a tube filled with ice water around my head to control swelling, and then… left the room.

Cue internal screaming.  Me thinking I chose to do this?  Wide awake?

They came back in the room, adjusted my head slightly, left again, and then cranked up the heat. Suddenly, my body felt like it was riding a roller coaster in reverse while the whole room spun around me. Meanwhile, I could feel the focused ultrasound pulses working on the right side of my brain to stop the tremors in my left hand.

And because I intuitively see energy, I saw the pulses as red lightning bolts zapping away.

Two more rounds of this wild ride later and…

Voila! My left-hand tremors were gone. Just like that.

So Why Is this Story on an Animal Communication Blog?

Because life likes to keep things interesting.

I began studying for my Soul Level Animal Communication certification in January 2025. Five months later, in May, I had this brain surgery to fix the essential tremors that made texting tricky, eating in public awkward, and — perhaps most tragically — eyebrow plucking nearly impossible.

The good news: the surgery worked.

The bad news: recovery knocked me flat for a while. My balance was off, and I was exhausted. Like… nap after a nap tired. Sit-down-and-need-a-break tired. Did I mention tired?

Because of that, I had to pause my classwork and practice sessions for a few weeks since even sitting at my computer felt like too much.

But once the side effects eased, I kicked things into high gear. Extra practice. Extra coursework. Lots of catching up.

And now?

Now I’m a certified Soul Level Animal Communicator®.

Hair grew back. Tremors are gone. Certification is mine.

And honestly? Totally worth it.