The "Living With Seizures" meeting was this evening. It was rewarding to talk, listen, and compare notes with one another on how we manage our condition. I get so much from these meetings. It's my hope, that when I'm switched from the extended release version to the generic of Lamictal, my body handles it. It might not. But the fact that I've been on medication will make any hiccups more smooth. I learned the hard way that seizures are much less violent on medication than off. It felt good to voice my fears about changes to my medication with folks that know exactly what I'm talking about. Talking with others is helping my attitude and bringing out the old me. I missed that person.
I'm glad to get my feet wet in the ins and outs of hosting meetings. For example, Monday nights are not great for most folks. I also think it would be great to plan meetings in advance and have a schedule that can be passed out.
I can finally visualize the actual building of the OYOU. In one room, there's music lessons going on. In another there might be diabetes management or seizure disorders. In antother room there might be AA meetings and so on. Then on some weekends, there's a performance space for dance, art, or music.
So many things need to get done. I really want to roast my own coffee, so it's time to take the plunge and buy the roaster. If this lil' adventure goes as successful as me buying a lawn mower that sputters, shudders, and burps fumes in my face, I'm gonna be at a loss.
Well that's all for the rambling today. I sure have a hard time working this blog. I might switch back to blogspot. I'm not into the bells and whistles. I just need to be able to keep folks informed.
Kind Regards,
Terri Hendrix