Becoming Water

Be like water
Perhaps if I had seen this last night, I would not have had my panic attack this morning.
As it were, everything will be fine, when Adam comes home on Friday. The leak in the upstairs bathroom floor dripping into the ceiling onto the downstairs hallway floor will be fixed. The ceiling will be repaired by a very knowledgable husband. And everyone in the house will be reminded, and remember (myself included), to turn off all the shower faucets completely and tightly after showering, otherwise the leaking will continue. If I have to I will put a plastic container in the corner by the tub to catch any water that splashes out so it doesn't drip on the floor and especially into that corner.
I also need to take a few deep breaths, maybe some ashwagandha and theanine.
All will be well.

All is well. All is well. All is well.
Turn tape over
All is well. All is well.
(And anyone who gets that reference gets a cookie)

It is going to be 114 degrees today. No kidding. That's the heat index for Washington DC. They claim the actual temperature will be 101, but I don't believe them. I wish I'd remembered my hat.
At least our AC works just fine.

say hi to my brain

I just recovered from a simple partial seizure. I would like to clarify some things if only as a record for myself.

This is not a panic attack
I just got asked again if my seizures might just be panic attacks and how could I tell the difference. I am starting to hate that question. I feel like sometimes people don't believe me. Yes, there are many striking similarities. But there is a big difference.
Most of us have had panic attacks. We know how scary those are. But they are of an extreme nature and do not have that dreamy, alternate reality sensation of a seizure. Panic attacks make you feel like you are dying. Seizures make you feel like your brain has traveled to another dimension.
Let's compare:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panic_attack
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simple_partial_seizure
Voila.

But I often remember, thank you
What irritates me is the most people in the medical field researching epilepsy say with conviction, "People who have complex partial seizures do not remember what happened."
I feel freakish, then, because I usually do. So I set the record straight. Sometimes I remember all of it. Sometimes I don't remember what happened, only how I felt and maybe things I did or thought I did. Sometimes I only remember bits and pieces, not enough to get a whole idea. And, sometimes, I don't remember anything.

There we go.

the sweetest thing

It was hot enough today that I wore one of my favorite summer outfits: A fashionable swirl-patterned purple cotton tank top and a swirl-pattered gray and black skirt down to my knees with slits on the sides. It showed off my figure very, very well. I was not wearing makeup. My hair was loose and a little frizzy from the heat.
On my way home, I stopped at the local Yes Organic Market to get some SmartWater and chocolate. The checkout clerk was a lovely young woman whose name tag read Mel. After she had rung up my purchases, she looked at me and said, "I hope you don't think I'm being too forward, but... you have the most amazing, beautiful figure I have ever seen!"
My jaw dropped slightly and my brain took a second to process this. A complete stranger, a woman, not hitting on me, just told me I had a beautiful figure. I managed to gasp, "Thank you! Wow. Thank you so much, what a wonderful compliment!"
We chatted for a few minutes. I told her I was recovering from anorexia, and she praised and complimented me for my strength. She couldn't stop raving about how beautiful I looked. "There are women who are born naturally beautiful," she told me, "and there are women who work at being beautiful. I think you are one of the naturally beautiful women."
She was not trying to hit on me, she explained, she really just thought I was that beautiful with an "amazing body".

It was truly one of the best compliments I have ever gotten.