I had 10 days of driving. 10 freaking days of normalcy. My meds are all at therapeutic levels. My EEGs were all fine. I wasn’t sleep deprived. I had nothing weird in my system. I was in the middle of a sentence about my dog on my hands free in the car with my husband and then not even a minute later I opened my eyes and my car was against a concrete pole. My husband had to listen to it all happen. He realized I went into a complex partial when I stopped talking mid-sentence and he couldn’t get me out of it. Thank god I didn’t hurt anyone besides myself. Can the universe just let us have normal freaking lives?

I’ll keep fighting. My meds will work and God willing 6 months from now I’ll reapply for my license. I will drive again. I’ll find a good job (which is really freaking tough as a nanny) that I can make work with this.

We’ll all keep fighting.

F*ck you, epilepsy.