Next Door has a daughter the same age as me. After I got my epilepsy diagnosis her Mum told us she had started having seizures - lots of them. She started jumping through the same hoops I had to, but the seizures were so frequent and so severe that she wound up in hospital in a coma for a few days. Yesterday they got the news that she has a large mass on her brain, although they don't know what kind yet or what kind of treatment they'll be attempting.
Remember when I was saying it could be worse? This is the worse. This is why there was a part of me in all that morass of upset about the diagnosis that was painfully glad of the reprieve.
Today I took my tablets and swallowed them gratefully.
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