Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Qwerty... I hope your fears are unfounded and the surgery goes well with beyond satisfactory results.
Keep your chin up, even now you have to lead by example. For your children, and of course, for yourself.
"The weakest soul, knowing its own weakness, and believing this truth that strength can only be developed by effort and practice, will, thus believing, at once begin to exert itself, and, adding effort to effort, patience to patience, and strength to strength, will never cease to develop, and will at last grow divinely strong."
- James Allen
My knack of ****ing everything up.
My inability to say what i mean.
My ability of making things come across as the total opposite to what it meant.
Me.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
^ You are whatever you say you are.
So... start saying something positive!
"The weakest soul, knowing its own weakness, and believing this truth that strength can only be developed by effort and practice, will, thus believing, at once begin to exert itself, and, adding effort to effort, patience to patience, and strength to strength, will never cease to develop, and will at last grow divinely strong."
- James Allen
Call it. This coin's been traveling for 22 years and now it's here, call it.
Q, that is scary horrible. Start your own thread about this so you can vent & we can cheer you up. That's way beyond something 'annoying' for the day, IMO.
*hugs*
I'm annoyed that I got home after a happy, productive day, feeling good, and as soon as it was time for bed my mind started racing. I'm exhausted and I can't sleep.
I heard on the news today that the snowmobile accident that my friend was killed in last week is still under investigation...apparently more people (his friends) were on the scene and left to avoid getting DWI's. His best friend stayed and got a DWI and feels absolutely horrible. What a mess.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
Once again, it's Santa Fe drivers when the snow starts to fall. For God's sake, why do these people even live here? They clearly belong in Florida.
Spammer Spanker
My daughter had a big-ass seizure tonight, the biggest one I've seen her have. She was in the bathroom with the door locked, getting out of the tub when she fell. I had to figure out how to pick the lock to get into her, and her body was blocking the door.
Agghhh. The stress and worry is killing me.
Last edited by vashti; 04-02-10 at 02:11 PM.
Relax... I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts - can you show me where it hurts?
Damn Vash :/ That's scary... Glad that You finally get to her ...How is she?
I wazzzz here![]()
We don't know what causes this for her. He neurologist said it was hereditary, but we know of no family members with seizures. She's medicated, but not well-controlled. The medication that DID control her also came with a lot of bad side effects, so we had to take her off it.
We used to hope she was going to outgrow it, but she is actually getting worse.
Blah. Well, at least I held it together until after she went to bed, but then I cried myself to sleep. What a wimp.
Pettit - she was okay afterwards, but the seizures leave you disoriented and extremely fatigued, and depending on the convulsions, your body can be really sore afterwards. She was convulsing in a pretty bad spot. We are REALLY lucky she didn't do any more damage than she did.
Relax... I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts - can you show me where it hurts?