In Which I Feel Much Better Except For The Fact That All The Parts Of My Body Hurt

I can't even tell you how awesome it is to have my happy little guy back!  Obviously the medication is doing its work; we've been three full days without any seizures now.  He's completely back to his usual plucky self; even the way he sits in his wheelchair is different.  He's not slumped over in it to one side any more like he was on day three of his bad seizure run.  Those things take a lot out of him.

I also feel much better; I don't generally sleep very well when the little guy is having a bunch of seizures, and the constant adrenaline rushes take a big toll on me too. 

At least I feel better mentally, anyway.  Physically I feel sort of like I've been beaten with a sack full of doorknobs.  My body hasn't quite recovered yet from all of that heavy lifting I did on Saturday.  It wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't gone to that two hour endurance practice on Sunday, and then also went tonight to derby practice with one of the teams I might potentially be drafted by (drafts are on Wednesday; keep your fingers crossed for me!).  I sat down in this chair a couple of hours ago, and I'm not entirely sure if I'm going to be able to get up out of it. 

But all of the exercise is good for me!  Not only will I end up a better skater, but also it allows me to feel less guilty when I'm consuming massive quantities of chocolate. 

Not that feeling guilty about it would stop me.  Actually the exercise may make me eat more chocolate since I can say things like "We had a really hard practice yesterday, and I'm sure that I burned enough calories to cover these 27 chocolate covered cherries.  And also chocolate helps the muscle healing process!  Everybody knows that."

It totally does, too.  I just finished a cup of hot chocolate and I feel better already!  Now I just have to figure out a way of getting more without leaving my chair.  Regaining the ability to move is going to take at least one more cup. 

Maybe two.

~Jess