I’m writing this for my dad on Father’s Day, but it might be a while before he sees it. It’s the weekend, and he manages to confine his usage of the Internet (including checking his e-mail) mostly to working hours. Although the fact that he’s a M–F, 9–5 technology guy can be inconvenient from time … Continue reading Pops
It's 3 a.m., and I can't sleep for reasons related to OCD. I'm not complaining, just explaining. OK, I'm complaining, but only a little. In any case, I'm taking advantage of this "found time" to write a blog entry—given how late it is, though, it would probably be best to wait and post it tomorrow, … Continue reading OCD-Fuelled Middle-of-the-Night Thoughts about OCD
I’ve been taking it pretty easy in the time that’s elapsed since I wrote my last blog entry, hence the lack of communication. This is because I've (re)discovered something important and obvious, something that I seemingly forget and then relearn every so often: that in my case, with less work (“work” in the broadest sense … Continue reading Chilling Out
This has been a really hard epilepsy week. Last evening marked the third in a row with a tonic-clonic seizure, which I usually have relatively rarely. The result was a restless night due to muscle pain and nausea, and since I was still under the weather this morning, I had to cancel plans, activating my … Continue reading Seizure-Sick
I've been going to see my epileptologist every two weeks or so to have my VNS adjusted—and for other epilepsy stuff—since, um, December? (Maybe since sometime in November. Please excuse my imprecision; I'm going to go ahead and use the "bad memory for neurological reasons" line, but really I'm just too lazy to scan through … Continue reading Two Weeks to Two Months: A Tangible Sign of Progress (Yay!)
A few weeks ago, I lost approximately a third of a tooth. I want it back. I'm still figuring out what to do about it. Over the past year, I've chipped or broken seven or eight teeth during tonic-clonic seizures, but this was by far the largest chunk to fall victim to my epilepsy's hijinks. … Continue reading A Shortish Post about Difficult Dental Stuff
I organized a Purple Day party for the weekend before Purple Day—timing that would have made a lot of sense. I ended up spending that particular Saturday in the hospital, however, so my husband and I were left with two choices: cancel the party or reschedule it. Since I'm writing a post with "purple party" … Continue reading Purple Party: 2018 Edition
