Pivot – De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy


I’ve been enacting a literal and figurative cleansing ritual given that coming property from the healthcare facility: having rid of tons of stuff all around the property, having tons of simple stuff in get, possessing nightly bubble baths. Though I have accomplished a good deal in not really lengthy, I’ve also worn myself down a little bit. Late past 7 days, my husband and I as a result decided that it was time for me to pivot from frantic ritual mode—which is, as any grownup kid of former hippies is effectively conscious, surely a issue—to a calmer, steadier, extra sustainable, and extra calm mental and bodily condition. (The bubble baths can continue to be.)

Monday, when I was continue to in the vicinity of the starting of the pivot method, was my birthday. I was astonished by how small I wanted to sense content. There was no cake (not for feeding on-problem reasons but for medical-food plan types I did have keto-acceptable treats), couple presents, and, definitely, no large party. I was under the weather conditions for significantly of the day and used a lot of it in bed. There wasn’t a extravagant meal since my spouse and I forgot to system one—I had a straightforward meal I scrounged collectively with ingredients about the dwelling, and we’ll get a little something extra fascinating when we have the opportunity. 

I ought to likely be ashamed to confess this, but I do usually treatment about birthday celebrations. This year was various: perhaps it is due to the fact ordinary is continue to form of novel, or maybe it’s because a ton of other stuff has been heading on recently, but I was truly, and uncharacteristically, easygoing. It turns out that a day like most others is special enough as it is when the “others” are simultaneously sparkly and acquainted.

Previous thing ahead of I near this site write-up, which I have by some means managed to make the two disjointed and short (resisting the urge to edit it and/or keep writing is my birthday reward to myself). When I quit to think about it, I realize that I really don’t brain obtaining more mature. Not when my health’s below command, at least. Without a doubt, I like remaining a grownup, specially a single who’s gaining viewpoint and taking care of to manage a forward trajectory in spite of “it all.” I like, most of all, currently being able to glance back, live now, and appear to the foreseeable future. 

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