When I lost faith in my brain (And how I got it back)

by Jordan Brown

It wasn’t when they told me I needed to have heart surgery.

The change still didn’t occur when they told me I would need heart surgery within the next two months.

It didn’t even happen when I got home from the surgery, back in Montana, after the 16-hour drive from the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minnesota.

Up until that point, I still felt that my brain was on my side, that it was a familiar friend that could be trusted.

The problems came afterward

About a week or two later, to be exact
I had fixated my mind …