It’s inevitable to have rough waves on a cruise or bad weather on the one day a year that a barbecue is planned. The weather that we feel in the brain, when we think we are covered and protected from the potential disaster that rushes over you without warning is something completely different.
We go to sleep the night before lost in the aftermath of the day and hopeful that tomorrow will be just tolerable. Then this happens.
- Good morning brain
- Word Jumble
- Weather Forecast
Living with epilepsy is a daily storm of uncertainty, frustration and reality that only we can understand. There is no shelter, rubber or underground box that can shield us from what we might or might not face any particular day. It is the invisible tornado that fears no one.
The weather box is still closed.