Seriously, neurons? Seriously?
Oy.
Sorry. Complex partial seizure out of nowhere. I was fine, really, I swear. The trigger was probably overexcitement. I did many things today. I'll shake it off. The postictal effects appear to be mildly hypomanic. Documented and noted.
Adam dropped me off at the Fallsgrove Shopping Center before going to work (he'll be in New York City again, back on Friday). I puttered around before crossing the street to the hospital and the medical center right next door. This is why the hospital is across the street from the Krispy Kreme bakery.
The doctor and the med student who performed my physical exam pronounced me fine and healthy, and we chatted as we always do, which I love about Dr. Carolyn. She likes to take time and talk with me about things. Like how the Zoloft is helping to calm my nervous stomach problems. She asked how the SSDI claim was going and said she was prepared to hand them all my records and even testify.
At the King Farm Shopping Center, I took my huge Aveda coupon and bought the Pigment Lipstick in Maracuja and the Uruku Gloss in Berry and an Eyeshadow in Aura. The colors, the colors.
There are times when I want to quit any and all internet forums and communities. But they really are so helpful. I've learned that I can ignore the stupid people who insist on being Armchair Doctors and Armchair Therapists. But it doesn't make it less annoying. I've learned to block strangers on Facebook who send me messages about my status posts, claiming they can cure me, or solve my medical problems. Oh, I bite my thumb at them. I shouldn't bait them on Facebook. But sometimes I like being the bitch. I get cranky after a while. Don't we all.
Oy.
Sorry. Complex partial seizure out of nowhere. I was fine, really, I swear. The trigger was probably overexcitement. I did many things today. I'll shake it off. The postictal effects appear to be mildly hypomanic. Documented and noted.
Adam dropped me off at the Fallsgrove Shopping Center before going to work (he'll be in New York City again, back on Friday). I puttered around before crossing the street to the hospital and the medical center right next door. This is why the hospital is across the street from the Krispy Kreme bakery.
The doctor and the med student who performed my physical exam pronounced me fine and healthy, and we chatted as we always do, which I love about Dr. Carolyn. She likes to take time and talk with me about things. Like how the Zoloft is helping to calm my nervous stomach problems. She asked how the SSDI claim was going and said she was prepared to hand them all my records and even testify.
At the King Farm Shopping Center, I took my huge Aveda coupon and bought the Pigment Lipstick in Maracuja and the Uruku Gloss in Berry and an Eyeshadow in Aura. The colors, the colors.
There are times when I want to quit any and all internet forums and communities. But they really are so helpful. I've learned that I can ignore the stupid people who insist on being Armchair Doctors and Armchair Therapists. But it doesn't make it less annoying. I've learned to block strangers on Facebook who send me messages about my status posts, claiming they can cure me, or solve my medical problems. Oh, I bite my thumb at them. I shouldn't bait them on Facebook. But sometimes I like being the bitch. I get cranky after a while. Don't we all.