Not a whole lot to write about lately. Trying to get cool enough to think. Projects underway (pic of an altered paperclip [shaker] down below). Books begging for me to finish writing them. Make short and long plans. Figure out what should I do for W (guardianship, living digs, etc) for when I die. Figure out how to make certain things without resin.
About 50 minutes ago, Weslee stumbled into my bedroom, threw on the lights, and grabbed the bottle of one of his seizure meds to quickly take one. He knows to take only 1 extra.Me.. Did you already take your morning pills?
Weslee.. Yes, but my brain is going crazy.
Poor thing looked so miserable, exhausted and discombobulated.
Me.. What kind of seizures?
W.. Medium plus.
Try as I might, he won't use proper terms, so I have to ask questions and guess. Sounds like this morning's were clonic (kind of paralysis), absense and 1 or 2 gelastic.
Should have expected them. We had a bit of an argument last night. It almost always triggers seizures.
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Weslee needs more brain surgeries for his seizures. To help, please like, follow and share .. PLUS .. please go to his Medical GoFundMe or to our Paypal ... Thank you.

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