Fighting for My Own Acceptance

I had another increase yesterday.  We are taking the increases in smaller doses as we approach what we think is our goal.  I agree. I feel ok when I’m not having what I call a spasmodic event.

In a conversation with my neurologist yesterday, he explained, once again that the goal was to minimize the events but not to drug me up so bad that I flop like a fish.  The truth is, that the events will never stop.

I did not realize that until I was asked a question about how the visit went. In my explanation, I had a moment of realization.  Evidently, I don’t listen to myself.  These will never end.

So, where do we go from here? Those of you that know me better than most of my family should know that I don’t like being told that something cannot be done.  Yet, I’m having to accept the converse of that. Continue reading “Fighting for My Own Acceptance”