Writing daily about my journeys through books, movies and plays along with poetry, story, or an occasional wander into ideas, opinions or rants.
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Friday, March 21, 2014
A Momentary Lapse
Epilepsy shocks
with undulating rhythm.
Brain control jagged.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Right vs Left
Left handed when newly awake
Right handed in two hours time
Left hand as back up prevents accidents!
when brain shifts from sleep unto wake
Next day's dawning, left hand picks up the slack
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Never the Whole Story
A sentence
A paragraph
A page
but never the whole story
Two seizures
Status Epilepticus
but never the whole story
A week
A month or a year
but never the whole story
when stories are lived side by side
Only when all the story’s been told
might we know beginning, middle and end.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
So How Are We Different?
Life with chronic disease
life with minor cuts and bruises
from regular, day to day bumps, trips or falls.
Even with a condition well controlled,
we still have ordinary trips, fallls or bumps.
Some folks - too many - have conditions so brittle that very little in their life is ordinary.
Stop signs, caution signs and yield signs decorating walls, floors and ceilings
are clothes we wear inside and outside of our homes.
But what makes us different?
Regular discussion and planning, sometimes daily, depends on
- control and management
- doctors’ appoinments, emergency rooms,
- wary of time frames, noise and light levels
- in general, rule changes to societal norms
But are we really that different?
Inside our hearts and minds,
desires and hopes, dreams and wishes, goals and aspirations.
For some, all of these things can be pursued and often won.
For the individual with brittle epilepsy,
heavily treated with medication or surgery,
hopes, dreams and aspirations become
shunted or shattered, dulled and many times forgotten
in the work for daily life.
But don't similarities trump differences?
Each soul touched lightly or heavily
by the calamities of epilepsy
still need shelter and food,
love, belonging, and self actualization.
Abram Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs does not identify health conditions!
So how are we different?
Only in expression of our basic neurology
our brain function
gifts that cannot be re-gifted but
must be accepted,
along with ordinary bumps and bruises, trips and falls.
Monday, March 17, 2014
I Was Going to Speak
I was going to speak tonight
to read aloud to strangers
read aloud a poem penned about past memories of epilepsy
what will these strangers think
when they hear the word ‘epilepsy’
will curiosity ripple about what this condition is about?
will sympathy push meaning aside?
will the narrow laser of judgment excise humanity from my soul?
will understanding accept without knowing?
only one other person was present
My poem was read with no reaction
Are all these questions phantom worries floating inside my head?
Are they realities for some?
it’s not all about me......
my own acceptance of how others feel is as important
Sunday, March 16, 2014
What's in A Name? ~ 1
Hi!
Let me introduce myself.
My name is Epilepsy
I live around the corner
down the street
across the city
throughout the province and the nation
with cousins around the planet!
Oh ~ no that’s wrong.
Epilepsy is not my name.
My name is Susan Marlene
this is what I learned about my name:
From Writer’s Group March 7, 2014
‘Two given names which each sound rather bland, have history from Hebrew times. Susan, from Middle Egyptian means Lotus flower. It’s meaning continues with the definition ‘cheery, joyful and bright!’ (The ‘bright’ part has been excluded for today.)
Marlene, reminiscent of Marlene Dietrich, in my mind has always been smoky and bluesy. But not to be. Marlene, purports to be a combination name ~ ‘Mar’ from Mary or Maria; ‘lene’ from Magdalene. Marlene is also said to mean ‘star of the sea’ and in Hebrew ‘high tower’. My reference from www.sheknows.com also says that individuals with the name Marlene enjoy change, adventure and excitement. (Marlenes can also be untidy.)’
So all in all, my names are not at all bland!
Exotic, interesting and really quite grand.
Exotic, interesting and really quite grand.
Epilepsy is merely a diagnosis.
My name is Susan ~ what's yours?
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