My doctor called me on Friday to communicate the results of my recent bone scan. "The news isn't good," she said, somewhat dramatically, I thought, though my perception may have been affected by the fact that I picked up the phone while in the middle of an especially emotional scene in an episode of Nashville, my … Continue reading When Body Meets Soul
The day after my thesis defence was scheduled, my supervisor sent me an e-mail to tell me that my thesis defence had been scheduled (I had been cc'ed on the e-mail from my department's business officer, so I was well aware). In a message that was so nice it made me cry—OK, I'm a little … Continue reading “Relaxing”
Something weird happened between the time I started composing this blog entry and the time I'm getting around to posting it. I'll start with what I meant to finish writing a few days ago but, for lack of a better excuse, didn't, probably because I was too busy eating Tim Horton's chicken noodle soup and … Continue reading That Christmas Feeling
Well, this is it: my fourth, and final, weekend in the epilepsy monitoring unit. One of the best parts about being here has been having a medication holiday. If you're a regular reader of my blog, you know that I'm really not a fan of Topamax, one of the anticonvulsants that I take. Since … Continue reading Oh Hey There, Old Friend
One of the EMU techs came into my room a few afternoons ago and told me about a new policy: for ten minutes of every hour, I'm supposed to sit quietly, eyes closed, and "chill out." "I'm asking all my patients to do this," she said. "It's so that we get some clean EEG readings." … Continue reading Forced Meditation
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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
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!)
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
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
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 