Category Archives: Neurological

Baby Love

Posted on May 21, 2013 by

In a small maternity delivery room in Cheltenham, long ago, an exhausted young woman lay in a bed soaked with blood, sweat, amniotic fluid and tears; she had in her arms the most precious and beautiful thing that she had … Continue reading →

Posted in 2013, Autism, Autistic Behaviours, Autistic Meltdown, Autistic Temperament, Carers, Disability, Emotional Pain, Family, My Son, Neurological, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Psychiatric | 9 Comments

Autistic Son Psyched In A Bad Way

Posted on May 20, 2013 by

I have mentioned my autistic son many times before. I’ve shared the good times, the bad times, some photographs of my handsome, cheeky little man. A young man who is basically thoughtful, sweet-natured, warm hearted, kind, handsome and funny. He … Continue reading →

Posted in 2013, Autism, Autism Awareness, Autistic Meltdown, Disability, Health, Neurological, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Psychiatric, The Dark Side Of Autism | 13 Comments

Stubborn

Posted on April 25, 2013 by

Once upon a time, many years ago, my grandmother declared that I was so stubborn that I would even defy death until I was good and ready to turn up my toes. She was right, actually; there have been a … Continue reading →

Posted in "Mutants", 2013, Acceptance, Adapting, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Attitudes, Born This Way, Disability, Epilepsy, Epilepsy Action, Epilepsy Awareness, Frank La Rocca, Health, Hope, Marriage, National Epilepsy Week, Neurological, Refusing To Be Beaten, Seizures, Viva La Rocca | 12 Comments

Growing Up Aged Thirty Nine And A Half

Posted on April 23, 2013 by

Growing up is something that I tried to avoid for all of my life until now. I inherited Romani blood which runs hot in my veins; I am an autumn child who has spent many years floating free with no … Continue reading →

Posted in 2013, A Madman With A Box, Acceptance, Adventures, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Attitudes, Disability, Fezes Are Cool, Geekiness, Health, Hobbies, Home, Homelessness, Hope, Love, Marriage, Memories, Navel Gazing, Neurological, Reminiscense, Romany Gypsy, Self, Tales Of The Rambling Rose, The Black Dog, Travel, Tribble Towers, Vulnerability, Women's Institute | 20 Comments

Epilepsy and Blogging

Posted on April 21, 2013 by

Sometimes, the seizures are so severe that inertia and memory loss set in. My last seizure was a week ago – but I’m still not really making sense of things. D will talk to me and I won’t have understood … Continue reading →

Posted in Acceptance, Adapting, Adventures In Preserves, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Born This Way, Choose Life, Cross-stitch, Disability, Disabled Gardening, Doctor Who, Epilepsy, Family, Health, Hobbies, Home, Home Crafts, Homemaking, I Stitch So I Don't Stab Stupid People, Marriage, Milestones, Neurological, Personal Goals, Pickling, Seizures, Self, Strength | 12 Comments

Turning Japanese And Cross-Stitch Flowers

Posted on March 28, 2013 by

I am still stuck in bed, but feeling a good deal better. My bruise has come out in some rather amazing hues, but the pain isn’t as bad as it was – in fact, I managed to roll over to … Continue reading →

Posted in "Mutants", 2013, A Madman With A Box, Adapting, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Born This Way, Carers, Choose Life, Disability, Doctor Who, Epilepsy, Epilepsy Awareness, Health, I Stitch So I Don't Stab Stupid People, Injuries, Marriage, Neurological, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Seizures | 26 Comments

The Fall Of An Epileptic

Posted on March 25, 2013 by

Today I am bedbound. During the night I awoke screaming in agony. Why? This delightful type of seizure that they refer to as “abscence”. I felt myself going. I even felt my eyes roll back in their sockets. I was … Continue reading →

Posted in "Mutants", 2013, Adapting, Attitudes, Born This Way, Disability, Epilepsy, Epilepsy Action, Epilepsy Awareness, Epilepsy Society, Health, How epilepsy Can Kill, Injuries, Neurological, SEDS, Seizures, Status Epilepticus | 34 Comments

Social Anxiety

Posted on March 22, 2013 by

“I don’t think they like me.” “Well, they seemed to last time I collected you.” “I don’t know; I don’t think they really know what to make of me.” My husband and I have this same conversation every month when … Continue reading →

Posted in 2013, Accomplishments, Adapting, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Anxiety, Aspirations, Attitudes, Autism, Born This Way, Chrysalis, Confidence, Emerging Butterfly, Fear, Friends, Hobbies, Home, Home Crafts, Kitchen Witchy, Milestones, Neurological, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Personal Goals, Pickling, Positivity, Progress, Proud To Be Autistic, Self, Self-worth, Social Anxiety, Tribble Towers, Women's Institute | 23 Comments

The Ultimate Devotion

Posted on March 15, 2013 by

I love to write free-form, unstructured poetry. It’s honest; it’s pure; it’s emotive in a way that structured, rhyming stanzas are sometimes not. I dedicate this free-form to my wonderful husband, D, who has no idea how much I truly … Continue reading →

Posted in 2013, About The Carer, Adapting, Autism, Autistic Meltdown, Born This Way, Creative Writing, Disability, Epilepsy, Health, Love, Marriage, Neurological, Non Fiction, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Proud To Be Me, Psychological, Seizures, Sensory Overload, Symptoms, The Dark Side Of Autism, Tribble Towers, Vulnerability, Writing | 24 Comments

Epileptic Wave

Posted on March 11, 2013 by

As I sleep it lifts me up Jostling me into wakefulness Calm at first, a gentle rise and fall Almost peaceful, and yet disturbed The first wave buffets me, not too strongly It carries me with it towards the shore … Continue reading →

Posted in "Mutants", Born This Way, Creative Writing, Epilepsy, Neurological, Seizures | 5 Comments