I had the brain surgery on Friday, Nov. 13th (and yes, I was very aware of the date but thought it would be pretty foolish to postpone such a serious and necessary operation because of superstition).
I never lost the ability to speak normally, nor my appetite. The two things that have been giving me the most pleasure—conversation (though speaking to more than one person at a time is still a challenge) and food.
I still can't read to myself much (a paragraph a day is the limit and I still stumble over words etc.), but a little more than I could just a few days ago. And writing is still very difficult and slow, almost impossible, e.g. I can only do one or two simple e mails a day.
But fortunately, either because of the way my brain is now functioning (or not functioning) I am mostly very contented with and accepting of what might seem like relatively slow progress. It is what it is and I have no power over it. All I can do is be patient with myself, my brain, and with others. And for the most part, I am.