Unseen
There is so much of me that is unseen. Even when I am in someone's face.... it can be like I am talking Chinese to them... people don't listen... or presume that the know me.... when the reality is they have no clue.... The story of my life really. That is not however what I am writing about today. Some of you know already I have had a horrible few weeks changing my epilepsy drugs. Pushing myself to the point of being drugged in order to prove to the doctor that I knew already that their suggested amount on the new drug was too high. Thankfully its sorted now.... although its still early days... There is still time to lose everything that I have fought hard for. The thing is I fall within a small percentage of epileptics and therefore in one sense I am very fortunate but in another sense not being in the normal band can be difficult. People forget or don't always get that I still do things to adapt, or try and stay seizure free. You just don't see it. In recent weeks...