I don't like this post already and I haven't even written it. So let me start off with something good. Two things I am grateful for about today: (One) a great phlebotomist and (Two) the fact that my horse is boarded right around the corner from my doctor's office. Maybe you've guessed by now that I'm not doing well.

Thursday was my birthday, and I kicked it off with a seizure. I hadn't had one in several months. Friday, I had another seizure. This morning I had two more episodes. Technically, we don't know if they are bona fide seizures. I've heard the terms partial seizures, pseudo-seizures and convulsions. Whatever you want to call them, they are scary.

I was able to get in to see my Lyme doctor this morning and she got to witness an episode. To make a long story short, I have to take a million medicines and I have to have a million tests done. I am nine vials of blood less than I was before my appointment (cheers to an awesome phlebotomist, though, which makes all the difference in the world!). I thought I was going to break my record for most number of vials of blood taken, but, I did not (12 is my record, for the record).

Brief visit with my pony after my doctor's appointment

So...This all stinks, and as expected, I'm scared, angry, frustrated and unhappy that all of this is happening to me. But there's not much else I can do but try to adjust, keep my chin up and stay positive. 

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