memorial day weekend, 1988 - it was sixteen years ago this weekend that i was in the hospital, in intensive care with meningitis and encephalitis...
sixteen years...meaning now i've lived with my seizures longer than i've lived without them...
i must say, all this introspection with therapy and such makes me wonder - if i'd had that magic wand and *POOF*, made the seizures disappear, how would i be different as a person? better? worse? stronger? a bigger asshole? tough call...
i suppose i should be practicing mindfulness and not dwell on the past so much, yet at the same time, there are some big issues looming in my mind that i need to discuss in group next week - get stuff out on the table instead of being locked up in my brain...
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