This is going to be a hard one to write I think. Although, the good thing is that, unlike with the last post, I’m actually not having to use voice recognition software. My sight has improved a little. What hasn’t changed, is that I have a second neurological disorder. In reality, I don’t know much more than I did when I last posted, but I need to write this down in order to get my feelings out and some of you have been with me on this journey from day one. If I can’t share it with you, then who….?
Epilepsy has been part of my life for nearly 30 years. I came to terms with having the disease (yes, I can call it a disease…Epilepsy and Words…), a long time ago. Of course, I still have bad days; days of “why me?”, but on the whole, I think I deal with it pretty well. The last couple of months, a new distraction has come my way. It turns out, final diagnosis pending, that I have a second neurological condition. Aren’t I the lucky one! Multiple MRIs, innumerable blood tests and antibody tests, medication galore, a stay in a hospital and the threat of a lumbar puncture later, I still don’t have a name for this new affliction. All I know for sure is that it’s degenerative, it’s cruel and it’s brutal. It tried to take my sight. It preyed on both my optic nerves and brought a degree of terror to my life that I haven’t felt for decades. My eyes aren’t the only recipients of this torture. Other parts of my nervous system have also been attacked. The severity of those attacks is still up for debate. Apparently, it’s “early days” and “too soon to be certain”. I’m still trying to get what’s left of my brain around that!
I’m still finding it all hard to take in. I can’t say I have fully come to terms with what’s going on. I think that’s mainly because I don’t really know what is going on! What I do know is this. I’m not the same person I was just 2 months ago. I can’t help but think I’ve been given a kind of challenge. My brain has thrown down a gauntlet; I have no real choice but to respond. How to reconcile the brain and the body? How to balance the head and the heart.? How to rise to the challenge, fight what is proving to be a bloody battle and not lose my essence? The past weeks have shown me some hard truths and tried to teach me some tough lessons. I say “tried to”, because I don’t think I have really come to terms with enough of this situation to truly be able to know what I’m being taught.
Epilepsy tried to teach me to be strong – but I’m not strong enough. Epilepsy tried to teach me resilience – but I’m not resilient enough. Epilepsy tried to teach my humility – but I’m not humble enough. Epilepsy tried to teach me to be brave – but I’m not brave enough. Epilepsy taught me so much, but it seems I have so much more to learn. I haven’t worked for 2 months, my sight isn’t good enough and another seizure floored me a month ago. Suffering a fit was no great surprise. A combination of stress and the, almost, total lack of sleep really made it a bit of a foregone conclusion! That being said, seizures always knock me for 6 and this one was no exception. I’d only got my chipped teeth fixed at the beginning of the year too!!
Anyway, as is always the case following a fit, reflection takes over at the top of my list of things to do. This time though, my mind was in overdrive anyway and I find that I haven’t been able to fully process the seizure and piece together the events that lead up to it. I’ve blogged before about how I need to be able to put together the timeline in order to start the process of acceptance that I need for me. So, while I know what the trigger for the fit was, I’ve lost time and I don’t know how to fill those hours. Maybe I’ll get to that later…
My jigsaw is featuring heavily in my thoughts at present. The corner pieces are still valid, 45 years worth of the big picture are in place, but what is next? Someone I trust said that you don’t have to have all the jigsaw pieces gathered to know how the picture is going to turn out. That’s very true. So, what do you do when you can see the pattern and don’t like what is forming? Well, you just pick new pieces and use those, right?!
Easy! Job done! haha – if only!! Picking up new pieces means forming new patterns and changing, what may well be, deep-rooted behaviours. For some folks, I dare say those changes may be easy, for others it may require them to embark on the toughest of journeys. It is true that some changes are easier to make than others and it’s also true that what is easy for one is another’s worst nightmare. That’s what makes us individuals. That’s what has been going through my mind. I look at the pieces already laid and I see patterns, I see a lot of habits that aren’t helpful to anyone least of all me. I don’t have all the bits, but I can predict what will happen if I don’t choose a new colour scheme for my brain!! So, it’s time to redecorate. Re-evaluate what is important and what is just window dressing and learn to adapt.
I’m removing toxic people from my life. If they don’t notice, then it proves they have no real place in my life anyway. I’m trying to care less about things of no real consequence; I’m trying to figure out what those are! I’m persuading myself to be open to opportunities and to stop letting fear (or laziness!) from making my life little.
None of us knows what will happen tomorrow, or indeed in the next hour. We can plan what we want to do and map out our days and hours by the minute if we want to, but we simply have no way of knowing what life is going to throw at us at any particular point. There is a saying I can’t quite remember how it goes but it’s along the lines of – “there is nothing more certain than death and nothing more uncertain than the hour”. In broader terms, death truly is the only real certainty in life, but when it will happen is anyone’s guess. So, this leaves the terms of life wide open really and it’s up to the individual how they choose to live it. Life throws spanners at us all the time. Some miss and some get stuck in the wheels, it is up to us to decide what we do about them.
I have achieved much in my 45 years. I’ve seen and experienced extraordinary delights, cultures, people and places. Adrenalin has coursed through my body and driven me to experience some of my wildest dreams. I want to stop saying that in the past tense. Epilepsy taught me so much; this new test will teach me so much more.