Double Punched
Sep. 29th, 2009 09:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Now I am craving a bottle of pure unsweetened liquid acai berry.
I had a seizure today, triggered by a migraine, a seizure which rode through the migraine and intensified the migraine and for a while I wanted to rip my head apart. It is getting better. I felt as though I had been tripping for a good ten minutes, and not necessarily the good sort of tripping. Reality bends and twists to conform to the brain's lightning storm. Oh, temporal lobe epilepsy.
Luna helped me, again. When I was lying on the bed trying to bring myself back to reality, Luna nudged me and licked my hand, and curled up right next to me and began to purr very loudly and very soothingly. Good girl.
Fibromyalgia pain is no better. Synesthesia has turned sound into sensation, mingling with this flare. Soothing music helps a little bit.
I am devouring The Book of Night with Moon by Diane Duane. I'd found it in a used book store, as a gift for Adam, who had lovingly read it as a teenager and could not remember the title until I did some sleuthing. It is an amazing book. Sometimes I wonder if Ms. Duane wrote a bit of truth, and now I look at my cats and wonder what they really know about the world.
I had a seizure today, triggered by a migraine, a seizure which rode through the migraine and intensified the migraine and for a while I wanted to rip my head apart. It is getting better. I felt as though I had been tripping for a good ten minutes, and not necessarily the good sort of tripping. Reality bends and twists to conform to the brain's lightning storm. Oh, temporal lobe epilepsy.
Luna helped me, again. When I was lying on the bed trying to bring myself back to reality, Luna nudged me and licked my hand, and curled up right next to me and began to purr very loudly and very soothingly. Good girl.
Fibromyalgia pain is no better. Synesthesia has turned sound into sensation, mingling with this flare. Soothing music helps a little bit.
I am devouring The Book of Night with Moon by Diane Duane. I'd found it in a used book store, as a gift for Adam, who had lovingly read it as a teenager and could not remember the title until I did some sleuthing. It is an amazing book. Sometimes I wonder if Ms. Duane wrote a bit of truth, and now I look at my cats and wonder what they really know about the world.
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Date: 2009-09-30 02:38 am (UTC)Synesthesia is something I never knew I had and then around 18 or so I began to learn that other people do not see colors over other colors or experience sound as patterns, colors, or physical sensations or smell certain words. There's more but I am almost can't use English to describe it. I'd love to message you sometime on this if you have time.
Anyhow, take care.