I empty coffee into a mug and hope I will surface.
The last few days my Simple Focal/Partial Seizures have been bouncing around like a clown.
The nausea teases then 'strangeness' in my head follows before momentary sadness and painted on tears complete the show.
The pill swap takes eight weeks at best. I have three epilepsy drugs up in the air, adding one in like an extra ball while the old one is gradually dropped.
Last night I threw in more of the new to whip the seizures into oblivion.
Today I flit from one uncompleted task to another.
Last night I threw in more of the new to whip the seizures into oblivion.
Today I flit from one uncompleted task to another.
This time at least I have enough energy to enjoy sunshine and flowers in our garden; I hope you do too....
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