Bell's Palsy

So this probably ain't the type of thing to share on a blog, considering people take their medical history so personally. Yet, I figured I'd share it to let everyone know that even though it sounds really scary, Bell's Palsy ain't that bad. So what the hell is Bell's Palsy and how exactly did I contract this scarily named disease? Welp, here ya go:

As many of you have derived from the past updates, the skiing in South America was insanely phenomenal. Recockulous really. Anyways, I skied really hard. Hiked really hard. Then skied really hard some more. Then hiked some more. Then I got on an overfilled plane. Sat next to a fat lady and didn't sleep for 40+ hours. It sucked.

I got home. Was tired. Real tired. My body, immune system and everything was wasted. So I slept. Slept some more. Some more. Then I woke up and half my damn face wasn't moving. As I gazed into the mirror the panic was overwhelmed by the hilarity of my facial state. My right side would smile, while the left side of my mouth was deadlocked in sagging curtain state. I looked like half man-half blood hound. My left eye sagged like wax in a sauna. Yet the laughing ceased when I realized how actually scary this shit was. I rushed out to my local doc and soon he muttered the words "Bell's Palsy."
Yeah, Palsy. That word scared the bejeezus out of me. I nearly crapped myself in fright. Yet I soon learned that it was a temporary, one-time thing and in a long couple of weeks, my face should tighten back up and be back to normal. Doc said my exhaustion could have opened my body up to a dormant virus that flared up and subsequently pinched a nerve in my neck causing the facial paralysis. Crazy, huh?

Well, now I am back to normal thanks to the wonders of Western Medicine (predisone) combined with the wonders of Eastern Medicine (accupuncture).

So yeah, along with George Clooney, Eddie Money, Pierce Brosnan and the Mona Lisa (possibly according to the scientists), I've had Bell's Palsy.

There's needles in ma face!