Here we go, I borrowed danny's fancy phone, and i'm punching keys like a two fingered sloth.
The mri shows some new growth. They're not going to radiate right away though.
Due to the seizure, my license has been revoked. I can not drive for six months. I have to show zero seizures for six months. If i have one, the timeline starts over.
I will be on antiseizure medicine for the rest of my life.
No swimming either. I have to get used to having all kinds of limitations.
I feel bad. This past weekend danny and i signed our marraige certificate just in time for my body to start falling apart. Now i wont even be able to go visit him.
Things can sure change quickly.
Maybe i need a Rascal, you know those little wheelchairs? I don't know how else im going to survive.
