Fun With Seizures

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Stupid Brain!

I'm resuming my sometimes pithy, occasionally witty, frequently profane tirades & random ramblings for your dancing and dining pleasure. I first went up to Boston to give my mom a hand ten days ago. Something weird happened up there. Really weird.

You needn't have watched House, ER, Grey's Anatomy et al to know seizures are freaky. Well, they're really freaky for the seizee. Had a series of at least four seizures eleven days ago - that was, how shall I say, waytoofuckinginteresting for my tastes. This in spite of the 3 powerful seizure meds I'm more grateful than ever to be currently taking. Probably why I was conscious for most of my "experience." Thankfully, I was lying down at the time.

I've had innumerable seizures. Innumerable because when you have a seizure, it typically affects your memory. I wasn't even evaluated for seizures for the longest time because no one, including myself, had any idea that I was having them.

Except for the mildest imaginable seizure back in June (My crack neurologist told me that it an anomaly & not to worry about it), I've never been conscious during a seizure. I was barely conscious then. It woke me ever so briefly and I fell back asleep.

Didn't really suss out what had happened until later that day. The slightly bitten tip of my tongue clinched it. That and the feeling that I had been hit with a brick without the pain of actually being hit with a brick. That's what a mild seizure is all about.

I'm going in NYC's Beth Israel next month for a 24-hour neuro-monitoring.

The experiment continues.

-AF
*This is not my brain. This head is not nearly big enough and there's no way my eyes would ever look that weird. Ever. Unfortunately, my neurologist currently has my brain scans. Next time, eh?

Much Like Our Fine Country, I'm Sick & I'm Crabby

So there!

-AF
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Now playing: Hollywood Brats - Sick On You
via FoxyTunes

I Am S.A.D.

Someone asked me why I haven't written thus far this year. I've had a slew of posts in progress most of which I'll have to scrap as they are no longer timely. I've finally recovered from the holidays and the inevitable resulting cold/flu. (Damn those kids running amok coated with kid germs!) So what gives?

For the past two weeks the days have been mostly dark here in the valley. I'm super-sensitive to light. Too much light and I'm extremely uncomfortable. But at least this I can control by flipping a switch or donning my shades. Too little light, specifically day light, is another thing altogether. Living in the Northeast as I do, January and February can be very tough sledding. I suffer greatly from S.A.D.

S.A.D. or Seasonal Affective Disorder. Yep, I have the dreaded winter blues. Light therapy has proven effective for many. One of these years I'll be able to afford the requisite light box. This is not the year.

I can't afford a light box. WAHHHHHHH!

I now return you to your regularly scheduled lives.

WAHHHHHHH!

I'll dig my way out of this. I always do.

AF

Touch Me I'm Still Sick

Still not feeling too perky.

However, I am extremely impressed that the assembled Italians know every word to this classic slice of Mudhoney. Italians are so cool.

Let there be rock!

AF

Touch Me I'm Sick

I've been sick hence no new posts. Some interesting topics on tap so stay tuned...




Merry Christmas, a belated Happy Hanukkah, a kick ass Kwanzaa, a super Solstice or whatever it is you do.

Cheers,

AF