I do miss Montauk...
Nightmares have been insane for a few days. One featured cameos by actors Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki as their Supernatural characters, Dean and Sam. I've been watching the current season mostly because it is hilarious in its self-parody and satire. However, I did not enjoy the nightmare, which went on forever. I believe at some point I may have managed to say "Help me" out loud in my sleep.
People have been telling me that I've had more small seizures several times a week, perhaps daily. I haven't realized nor remembered. My neurologist and I will schedule an EEG once this new insurance kicks in. I told her that my last EEG showed nothing, and she understands, but would rather do that than an expensive in-hospital 24-hour monitoring. We will also discuss increasing the Trileptal dosages.
The effects from the craniosacral therapy are starting to wear off, save for the lack of lumbar pain and sciatic pain. That's still fantastic. I'll take the whole body pain, fatigue, dizziness, headaches, muscle tension, spasms, and memory lapses over constant major back pain.
Adam is in New York for work today and won't be home until well after midnight, with tomorrow off. This pleases me. I'm currently wondering if he can successfully bring home cheesecake.
I find it wonderful and amusing that my favorite Pepperidge Farm Cookies are named Montauk (Soft Baked, of course). Ah, Montauk. It's a lovely little town, if not constantly cold. It has some amazing seafood, too. Also, the Montauk Monster from 2008 was a raccoon. However, I have always been intrigued by the Montauk Project, which a high school friend's father worked on. He hinted that several of the rampant conspiracy theories were true but he refused to talk about any of them, which only intrigued me further. His daughter and I liked to think that the ones about Tesla, time travel, psychic powers, teleportation, and the "beast" were the real ones. He died the year we graduated high school, so we'll never know. The Montauk Lighthouse and the Montauk Air Force Base are very creepy, however.
People have been telling me that I've had more small seizures several times a week, perhaps daily. I haven't realized nor remembered. My neurologist and I will schedule an EEG once this new insurance kicks in. I told her that my last EEG showed nothing, and she understands, but would rather do that than an expensive in-hospital 24-hour monitoring. We will also discuss increasing the Trileptal dosages.
The effects from the craniosacral therapy are starting to wear off, save for the lack of lumbar pain and sciatic pain. That's still fantastic. I'll take the whole body pain, fatigue, dizziness, headaches, muscle tension, spasms, and memory lapses over constant major back pain.
Adam is in New York for work today and won't be home until well after midnight, with tomorrow off. This pleases me. I'm currently wondering if he can successfully bring home cheesecake.
I find it wonderful and amusing that my favorite Pepperidge Farm Cookies are named Montauk (Soft Baked, of course). Ah, Montauk. It's a lovely little town, if not constantly cold. It has some amazing seafood, too. Also, the Montauk Monster from 2008 was a raccoon. However, I have always been intrigued by the Montauk Project, which a high school friend's father worked on. He hinted that several of the rampant conspiracy theories were true but he refused to talk about any of them, which only intrigued me further. His daughter and I liked to think that the ones about Tesla, time travel, psychic powers, teleportation, and the "beast" were the real ones. He died the year we graduated high school, so we'll never know. The Montauk Lighthouse and the Montauk Air Force Base are very creepy, however.