Long and short is I’ve likely had seizures my whole life, and they chose now to break through. I had been having “moments feeling off” since the Spring, so this was an escalation. I stopped driving while looking for causation. Started meds in December and then cautiously driving a couple months later.
That’s all the data. But, is there more? Of course!
“Plan A” is really important. Get out. Live today. Build the best life possible. Have fun. Love fully. Because,
“Plan B” may need to kick in at an exit on I-70 with little notice. Or, a cancer diagnosis may show up. An accident. An unexpected loss of capacity. No driving for 6 months.
I’m still living a bit in Plan B. The loved ones around me keep an eye out. I don’t swim alone. I don’t ski the trees quite as aggressively. I hydrate with abandon and pay close attention to emotional stress and any sort of infection. I’m careful to ensure whoever I’m with knows the possibility and what to do (put a pill I always carry under my tongue.)
While my one-year sabbatical was already in the works before all this happened, my “Around the World Friend Tour” was partially inspired by my desire to live Plan A.
I haven’t broadly shared this. Part of me has felt afraid. Haven’t wanted to show fragility. My “Inner Hero” needed to stay solid and out front for all to see. The shift comes now from my commitment to living authentically, and my willingness to risk that I might be judged “less than.” I’m willing to take the risk of exposing one of my many imperfections.
On the whole, my world is pretty darn good and I hope to live Plan A fully, while always keeping Plan B in mind.
Thoughts?
Onward!
