I barely slept on Sunday night in anticipation of my steroid treatment on Monday. I get nervous like something's going to go wrong; that's just me, I've always been that way.
In general, I haven't been sleeping well, maybe 4-5 hours a night with an hour during the day. Today has been completely different, but really, exactly the same. Last night I got 2-3 hours and this afternoon I only could muster up 45 minutes!
I'm happy to report that there was no seizure yesterday, but with little sleep, the risk gets higher and higher with each hour.
On a different note, I've been trying to find a hobby. That's kind of a funny sentence to write. Pre-epilepsy, I was really interested in photography, but for some reason or another that passion has yet to re-emerge.
I've always had a love for music but it's flew under the radar. I just assumed that it was a given, "music... yes." I mentioned to Sara that I was going to really explore my passion for music, (paying special attention to the term passion, just having a fair interest in music isn't going to be enough to keep my attention).
I'm also getting kind of nostalgic by picking up cassette tapes along with traditional digital media. Online, you can pick up a used cassette for as little as a dollar and not only is it nice to be expecting something in the mail, it's like I'm looking through old photos to connect me with my past. It's healthy and really, very refreshing to hold a cassette and hear the play button pop when the tape needs to be turned. Generation X... the cassette generation.