Some of the young adults that I've been collaborating with since the epilepsy summit that I attended in DC in July 2014 met in Toronto this past weekend to discuss our progress, plan upcoming projects, and work on our current one. It was an engaging, intense, fulfilling few days, and for the first time in … Continue reading Epilepsy and the Importance of Community
Protected: Punctuating Mental Health
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Purple Tears (of Gratitude)
This morning my husband and I woke up early (well, early for a Sunday) and went downtown to the starting point for the inaugural Purple Walk for Epilepsy, which took place in conjunction with BuskerFest in support of Epilepsy Toronto. Before continuing, I'll say that Tristan Thompson, a famous NBA player, was there, and I was … Continue reading Purple Tears (of Gratitude)
Broken Tooth and Shattered Dream: But Really, It Could’ve Been Worse
My last post was a triumphant one, so I feel a little guilty cancelling that out by being a total downer, but, you know. Gotta keep it real. Life is, after all, keeping me on my toes. I was debating whether or not to write a separate entry about the dental trauma that I experienced last … Continue reading Broken Tooth and Shattered Dream: But Really, It Could’ve Been Worse
Flashback … Sunday? (I Was on a Plane!)
I was going to post this last Wednesday upon landing, but the airline lost my bag, and I temporarily lost the ability to think about anything but the fact that my beloved stuffed bear, Bear, was potentially gone forever or about the fact that the whole ordeal was really drawn-out and frustrating from start to … Continue reading Flashback … Sunday? (I Was on a Plane!)
Bathroom Seizures: Exactly What They Sound Like
Ready for some epilepsy real talk? Doesn't matter: the beauty of maintaining my own little corner of the internet is that I can write about (almost?) whatever I want, I'm in an honest mood, and you can stop reading and go listen to This American Life whenever you decide that visualizing me having a seizure on the … Continue reading Bathroom Seizures: Exactly What They Sound Like
Date Night
Just a twenty-minute post (twenty minutes to write, not to read—I won't waste such a large portion of your awake-time on this) to let you know that my life isn't all chronic-illness-and-PhD fun. Nope: sometimes my husband and I go on random dates. Random in both the relatively unplanned sense and the appropriately bizarre one. … Continue reading Date Night
Why I Sat in the Laundromat a Few Afternoons Ago Reflecting on the Nature of “Invisible” Illness As I Experience It
A few days ago, I read a great article in The Atlantic with the delightfully self-explanatory title "Living with Invisible Illness." This piece of writing has popped into my poor 'ol maybe-concussed head several times since. (Yep, maybe-concussed, but I don't really feel like getting into the particulars of the maybe-concussion. What a life, huh?? What … Continue reading Why I Sat in the Laundromat a Few Afternoons Ago Reflecting on the Nature of “Invisible” Illness As I Experience It
Grainy Icing on the Proverbial Grocery-Store Cake: Reflections on Laziness (Part I)
One of the words that I apply to myself most liberally is "lazy." (As I wrote that sentence, I began fantasizing about supermarket cake spread thickly with vanilla icing—the fact that I so easily and quickly equate myself with cheap dessert covered with grainy frosting, incidentally my favourite variety, perhaps bears further analysis. The comparison … Continue reading Grainy Icing on the Proverbial Grocery-Store Cake: Reflections on Laziness (Part I)
Four Years
Today is my husband's and my four-year wedding anniversary, which started with a treatment that required me (read: us) to arrive at the hospital by 6:45 a.m. for a brain-traumatizing procedure. (Private-message me for deets, if you’re interested. I will also use this procedure as an excuse for typos/poor writing/etc. etc., so I apologize in … Continue reading Four Years
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 