"Nothin' from nothin' means nothin'...
....you must of done somethin' to pass the fuck out on the living room floor."
Well, I was coming up on ten months seizure and aura free, but last night I bit it. I think I know what set it off, but I'm not completely sure... all I know is that I took a bath, got dressed, walked into the living room to watch the Olympics and all the light in the room seemed to flare ten times brighter than it should be. I called out for Clark as the left side of my body went numb and I tried to hold myself up until he got there. I chugged some orange juice, Clark lifted me to the sofa, Wolfgang looked a little horrified (perfectly normal reaction for someone who hasn't seen me sick yet) and then I laid there and watched that Turkish skater carve that ice like it was butter. HOT DAMN!
Anyway, I feel better now. I took some valium (ativan is better for seizure disorders and cataplexy, but I didn't have any). I slept for about two hours and now I feel... somewhat okay. I think I have been pushing myself too hard and trying to do too much too fast. I spent three years crippled up in bed... How can I expect to recover from that much inactivity in only six months? So, I've got to slow down. I'm still going to San Francisco this weekend, but then I will be taking it super easy for a month when I get back. And of course, I'll still DJ, but I won't be going out on my nights off... too hard on this little body.
"Oh, what I'd give for a hundred years!
But the physical interferes
Every day more... Oh, my Creator!
What is the good of the strongest heart
In a body that's falling apart?
A serious flaw... I hope You know that."