A Week Now Since My Grand Mal Seizure Broke Out

Feeling a little more myself tonight with it now being a full week since the Grand Mal seizure flipped me upside-down & shook out all my sense.

I'm still overwhelmed, continue to grasp for clarity, & find even reading a book a VERY difficult chore. Such a weird problem for a writer.

BUT no further mind-storm tremors, so that's good. And with progress, my now being able to jot short poems, I am resolving certain issues regarding a loss of self.

It reminds me of walking on a frozen lake as a kid & never knowing if I would suddenly break through. I was pushing it, disobeying my folks & hadn't told them where I was, so like now, I was entirely on my own. Fortunately the ice did hold in that little lake by the Oregon Sand Dunes & Saunders Lake.

I hope this slow recovery continues as well.

(Art © 2008 j. m. Scoville)