Crazy Seizures!!!

My hands shake so much,I got a job at Home Depot, mixing paint. I replaced the machine!

  
Seizures are very strange. Last month, I went three weeks without one. Since September 1st, I’ve had 12. I know! It’s crazy. I know they’re brought on by stress, and writing is something that calms me down, so I’m writing my blog. I refuse to play the part of the victim, but I still need to be aware of the triggers. 

  
We have a show to do this evening and I’m going to do it. I might sleep all day, but I’ll do the show,just the same. I’ve only cancelled on two shows in 30 years. One time, I was stuck in a blizzard in Seattle and couldn’t get a flight and one other time when I broke my ribs badly the day before the show. 

  
The show must go on! This morning, I was doing my normal routine because Heather had to work today. I went in the garage to throw out the trash and Heather found me on the cold garage floor. Fortunately, I didn’t crack my head open like before. I must have grabbed some part of the car as I was falling. 

  
I feel bad for Heather. She went to work worried about me. She has enough on her plate without having to deal with this junk,and yet, still finds the energy to help me. There’s only one more thing that I can think of that might work. It’s a bright light therapy, so if you feel one coming on, you but the gadget over your eyes and leave it alone for about 15 minutes. I’ll keep you posted. 

  
I have finally excepted that these ridiculous things are a part of my life right now, but I’ll never give up on finding a cure! In the meantime,I’ll do the best I can do avoid triggers and limit stressful situations down to zero. I’m not sure that’s possible to do, but I’ll never give up trying.

   

  
 I have children to see, grandkids to play with, banks to rob …. Um, I mean from which to make withdrawals. 

   
I was supposed to meet up with an old friend today, but now I must sleep until we’re ready to go to the show. I have no choice. It is what it is and I must take care of myself. I have to stop and smell the roses, which I do now, although I’m not sure if the people at the cemetery approve. 

See you tomorrow. 
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