Long time, no WHHHEEEEE

My how time can fly! But is anybody reading this anyway? My mind needs to blog, but honey has moved the computer so it now shares the tv and I used to blog when honey and howit were watching something I didn't care to see. Oh well, life moves on.
The stitches are out. I saw my doc yesterday and am still trying to digest it all (neuro doc). She is going to aggresively treat me because she knows she can trust me and she gave me the long term goals and short term plans to meet those goals. She looked like she wanted to cry the whole time. I feel so bad for being so complicated. She is so amazing for not ever giving up, for being so supportive. I can email her ANYTIME, call whenever, she fits me in whenever, she gives up new patients to see me. As a person who schedules people and has to do the same for complicated cases, I know what that means. We have a seclect group of patients in our pratice for each doctor that are complicated that we fit in no matter what, so for her, that's me. I feel so special. No, it's not really good. You don't want to be that patient. It's nice to be so well taken care of. It sucks to have to be so well taken care of. But having good care is important so let's look at the bright side and whhheeeee. For my birthday, my work girlies got me a book on epilepsy (regina phalange paid attention) that I hinted (ok asked) for. It's so detailed it's depressing and informative all at once. Holy cow, this is me. Holy {expletive} this is me! Who knew? Have you heard the song "You're gonna miss this?" It's a country song and I don't know who sings it and it's so true. I remember all the times it's talking about and now that I'm living it, I know for sure, I want to tell my daughter to savor every blessed moment because time flies and you will miss the carefree days of youth. I'm rambling and jumping but not really. I'm not dying of cancer, but when you are faced with something 'incurable' that you will have to manage for the rest of your life and that your doctor is trying to figure out how to make better and that it will get worse before it gets better, you just reflect and get rambly. Oh and 3 of my meds can give me suicidal tendacies. Boy could my twisted side have fun with that. LOL JUST KIDDING THAT ISN'T EVEN FUNNY I KNOW BAD JOKE There are 11 drugs on the list , and I take 3 of them together. And I am not even depressed. I think it's ironic because the study happened to come out on Tuesday and since then everyone has been asking me 'HOW ARE YOU" but no one has said why. Now I know. If anyone tells my father about this, I will however, become homicidal! not joking at all.
Well reader, if you are out there, thanks and if not, that's ok, this is very therapuetic for me and I appreciate the opportunity to make me feel better about me. ANd once again, to all my girlies, WHHHEEEEE