This morning I woke up feeling moderately blah. Maybe it was because my dreams of having tame goats as pets were more exciting than this past weekend has been. This week in general has been really good, and I feel like I’ve been hitting my stride. I’ve been busy, and I have secured a volunteer position for the rest of the summer. I got to a place where I forgot what it was like to have seizures, and I wasn’t always worried about suddenly dropping into a seizure and losing control of my body.
On Friday night, after a busy day of meeting with someone for the volunteer work, and a long Skype chat with my boyfriend, I went to bed early around 10:35pm. I was proud of myself for going to bed so early because normally I get to bed around at least 11:30. Although I was managing my seizures well by going to bed early, I ended up having about ten seizures during the night (which is an estimation…since I was sleeping and waking up and going back to sleep in between each one). I woke up feeling sleepy and sore, so I needed to take it easy. I went for a short walk in the early evening, but my leg muscles were so sore that I couldn’t go too far. Today is Sunday, and I still don’t have as much energy as I’d like. Someone without seizures would just shrug their shoulders and call it ‘laziness’, but I need to make sure that I am in good shape for Monday, which is when I start my volunteer work. It’s also a little disappointing, since I thought I was ‘on track’ to at least be towards seizure free for a month. Something that I haven’t had for a long while!
Anyways, just thought I’d share my thoughts. Maybe you can relate? Let me know! Hope you’re all having a great weekend! xox