Too many words; too few words. Visual is better.

[brightlotusmoon]

Hmm... so here we are. A wee bit of a swing between depression and hypomania and postictal bliss within the postictal state. I may start rambling without conclusion. Or something. Also I am twitchy and spastic and it hurts because it won't stop; it's like isometrics without conscious exercising. I feel the world shattering and mending itself in the blink of an eye, over and over. I'm staying still until I need to move. It will stop soon. Always does. Then I will be sore and hypertonic and tired.
Conclusion: I am documenting myself. Also, whargarrbl.
http://www.epilepsy.com/epilepsy/newsletter/aug09_postictal