~Epilepsy in Real Life~
I didn't need to see it. See them. I'd already lived it, or at least my own version. Because if anything, I've learned we're all different, but not in the pain. That we share as deeply as two strangers who have never met but live in the same body, can.
In fact, I think I realized it the first day I felt one coming on and shuffled my legs back against the coffee table and then slid down to a seating position. We were just playing ball (well, rolling it back and forth- let’s not exaggerate our abilities) and I let the ball roll past me and sat down. He walked to me, squatted down...
In Megan's Shoes 