Battles of The Mind: A Memoir
Happy New Year—one month late. Whether you live with epilepsy, pnes, or both, and no matter the frequency of your seizures, the recovery period isn’t just regaining the physical balance, returning to your baseline as neurologists state, it also encompasses the mind. That emotional aspect of ‘not again’ what did I do wrong? How could… Continue reading Recovery
Another day, another week, a new month, the last month. Where in the heck did the year go? I’m beginning to believe the old adage that time slips away faster as you get older. I recall as a child, wishing the days away to reach a long awaited day, a special occasion, only to have… Continue reading 2022—A Year of Hope and Moving Ahead.
OMG..this is so long overdue… As some of you may know, since moving to Calgary, I’ve gotten some tattoos. yes, shocking isn’t it? Don’t ask me why because I don’t know. I’m going to blame my location to the tattoo parlour, it’s only a few steps from my building. All too convenient I’ll say. But.… Continue reading the art of tattoo
Living with a chronic illness/disease, the focus is placed on a number of things: Often times, there are elements forgotten in the day-to-day struggles, the physical and emotional effects, and access to care. For me, personally, many of these areas were missing in the early days of my epilepsy diagnosis. The lack of resources, education,… Continue reading The Power of Nurses
The memory is a funny creature. Sometimes preferring to hide away in its lair, hibernating until it awakens, rising to the surface slowly like a bubble weaving and bobbing its way to the top. Or so it seems to me.The brain stores, somewhere amongst the million or more neurons, thoughts and feelings in neat little… Continue reading I Just Remembered..
I gave up setting goals many years ago, decades even, long before my epilepsy diagnosis, and more since my PNES was confirmed. It seemed pointless. I mean, why would I work towards something that could, would, potentially fail? Yes, that is a defeatist attitude, negative in so many ways, but is also a defense mechanism… Continue reading Setting Goals
After receiving my epilepsy diagnosis, I spiralled into a state of shock, disbelief, fear, and , yes, self pity. Emotions I’ve spent decades burying rushed to the surface. Sadness, anger, grief, and even guilt. It’s taken a long winding road full of hills and valleys, moving along narrow rocky paths inches from the edge of… Continue reading Boundaries and limits
The art of perfection takes years to perfect, yes pun intended. My lessons began at an early age and growing up in the 60s and 70s, we didn’t mince words. The world was seen in shades, not colour. I recall old adages relating to ‘doing things right’ ‘haste makes waste’ and ‘if you want something… Continue reading The Art of Perfection (or is it a curse?)
It’s such an exciting feeling for an author or poet to see their creation, their flow of words come alive on the screen or in print. Such a joy to know that someone else believes in your work and is willing to give you a chance. But then, suddenly, those words are no longer lit… Continue reading What Was Old is New Again