~Epilepsy in Real Life~
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...
Some people think certain things shouldn't be shared or said, and this is probably one of them. We all value our privacy… But Lord knows this blog is not about privacy or painting a picture of health. It's about honesty and real-life, for some of us...
I have a malformation/lesion in my front, left temporal lobe. I might've had it since birth or acquired it through some sort of head trauma; the former is more likely than the latter. However, through MRIs over the years, it’s changed a bit and at some point there was a bleed off of the malformation...
I saw it pop open and powder fall everywhere… a small arc of white flakes. So tiny, yet so significant. I tried to scoop it into my palm so as to collect as much as I could for my mouth but it was futile. Attempting to open the bottle again proved even worse and I made my way back to my bedroom from the kitchen feeling my insides rattle...
“Man, you look sexy! Hop in hot stuff!” (My husband picking me up) “That’s a cool hat Mom.” (My son after careful examination) “We’ll do the lip and sides of the fire pit tomorrow.” (The landscaper looking away awkwardly. Poor guy lol) And my neighbors slooooooooowly driving by checking out the show when my husband dropped me off at home. All first, varied reactions to my EEG get-up. I must admit I look pretty funny and I’d never guess what these wires and weird netting are for if I wasn’t in this situation. I feel grateful today though.
In Megan's Shoes 