~Epilepsy in Real Life~
So this weekend, in fact today, Friday, October 6, my husband and I were supposed to attend The RiSE festival outside of Las Vegas… Something I had been looking forward to for months and months since I purchased our tickets. It's supposed to be a time to come together with music, but most importantly, a message...
but I always appreciate my husband’s feedback and observations of my behavior as we adjust meds and levels. I can easily tell when one increases hair loss on the head and growth on the chin (ugh lol), but he notices the behavior...
My Saturday revolved around a rectal syringe. (Great first line huh?) It felt dirty. Not necessarily dirty, but….. exceptionally sad. I’d tried so long to avoid it. Increasing the pills already, apparently, failing to work. Then CBD oil to no avail. And I knew I was just putting off the inevitable while having number 62, 63, 64… hearing... Continue Reading →
A new Instagram epilepsy friend recently tagged me in one of her posts and looking at these pictures, now I'm sitting here – in the parking lot of my son's karate class – with tears in my eyes... Yes, they are tears of sadness as I know the journey she's been on as a wife,... Continue Reading →
(written 3 years ago but certain events reminded me of it today... During hard times I think its important to remember, there's nothing more binding than humanity and our compassion for one another's struggles...) We had dinner the other night with a friend whose wife has had 7 miscarriages; they can get pregnant but it just... Continue Reading →
In Megan's Shoes 