Busy Busy Busy

All of a sudden for some reason I just feel soooo busy! I went out last weekend all weekend practically and the same goes for this weekend. Last Friday I went out to eat with a few of my friends, which I don’t need to be eating out so much I swear at my job I have so much food piled up in the fridge from take out places it’s not even funny. Then on Saturday I went to the Zoo with my grandparents and my little sister Baylie. We walked a lot I didn’t realize how big the zoo in New Orleans actually was. I remember going as a child whenever we’d visit from Jersey, but I guess over the years they just kept adding stuff and man it was torture. I had my SLR camera with me and just having it around my neck and everything it was just miserable. Also wearing flip-flops is not ideal I am sticking to my Converse from now on. No more just hurrying and sliding on sandals I will take the extra time out to tie a few shoe laces. Than Sunday we did the usual go to 11 o’clock mass and it was kind of the only day I really got to relax and I need to learn to relax more. My doctor actually says he believes stress may be a factor in triggering my seizures so I need to find things to relieve my stress. Uh yeah right I am 17 years old there’s no such thing as being “stress free” especially since I just learned in the state of Louisiana I have to be seizure free for at least 6 months and I have to have a doctors note before I can drive again so currently my license is non-existent.  Also if I do decide to drive and I have a seizure behind the wheel and cause an accident…my insurance will not cover it. Awesome right? See that’s stressful right there! Anyways before I start STRESSING myself out I got my boa constrictor today!!!! I did finally decide to get the snow boa. I am one that really appreciates animals (my grandpa is a vet how could I not?) and this has to be one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen. My grandma who really doesn’t care for reptiles even mentioned how stunning he was. It was actually really hard coming up with a name and my grandpa wouldn’t help (he was being a butt) so I just named him Noa Boa. Makes sense to me. Anyways tomorrow I am going to the French Quarter with my friend to take some pictures of her and I’m sure I’ll take pictures of other things. I really want to get to St. Louis Cathedral, but being that she’s not very religious I doubt it will happen, but we will see.

Why Am I Here?

Recently I was diagnosed with Juvenile Myoclonic Epilepsy. I was really depressed at first because it was a lot to deal with. I had to realize that while the medication they gave me does control my seizure’s it will not prevent them from happening 100%. After I had one of my more severe seizures at school I decided the best thing for me to do was to be home schooled and to reject all college acceptance letters from out of state colleges. I had to basically start all over again from scratch. Luckily for me I was accepted to a college close to home so my grandmother won’t have to worry too much about me having to drive long distances (recently there actually was a man who had a seizure while driving and his vehicle ran into a bunch of innocent tailgater’s) or being in a dorm room alone. Since starting my medication I have had no clonic-tonic seizures (formerly known as Grand-Mal seizures) though I do still experience what they call absence seizures every so often. With that being said I decided to start this journal to give me a place to write what’s on my mind. Sometimes I do feel very alone and I do tend to bottle up my emotions because I feel like no one really understands what goes on for me on a daily basis. This blog I am hoping will help me overcome that by trying to get everything off my chest so I can just live my life without worrying if anyone can comprehend my condition because it’s there in my blog. I understand me and I’m sure there are other people out there who do also. I want to be able to see that I am not alone and that everyone out there has their own issues that they deal with and that nobody’s life is perfect. Hopefully after a while I’ll be able to look back on this and draw some kind of strength from it, but only time will tell.