~Epilepsy in Real Life~
I love this wine, the taste and the symbolism. Every time I open the bottle, I stare at that label and think- how ironic. “The Prisoner.” He appears to be in some sort of jacket, bound in chains and shackles that tighten with the twist of the knob around his ankles. So specific, I wonder what the winemaker thought, experienced, endured while harvesting the grapes and waiting to see what they’d yield...
“You cannot live on an anecdote, but you can live on hope. We can always have hope. We must always have hope.” -Dr. Jack Lin These are the words of my doctor as we discussed my new medication. He’d just finished explaining the success he’s found with other patients using this very new and relatively... Continue Reading →
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...
They say a baby will shake up your life and my little man did just that- in more ways than one :) I always knew the possibility that even before he got here, there would be tests as to how strong the two of us would be together. Well, we made it, but not without a few bumps and bruises and nights of making deals with God to keep my baby safe no matter what my body threw at me.
We were facing each other lying in bed. I was trying not to panic and his face was so close to mine I could feel his breath as he shushed me like a baby. The calming swoosh of air against my cheek. He was saying, "You're okay Megan. I've got you. I'm right here" over and over...
In Megan's Shoes 