The Wall

I took an inventory of the medications that I'm putting into my body and we're at nine; not including the steroid treatments on Mondays. With all of these chemicals floating around, I've obviously been experiencing a wide variety of side effects. On Monday I finally hit the "wall."

On Monday night, after I wrote my last post I had a very strong seizure. This one was especially unsetting because, while I was unconscious, I was walking around my bedroom, I approached our windows and called Sara who was in the next room with her aunt. I left a rambling message about the street and then my voice stuttered until I hung up.

I don't know what to say about this but I know I have to share because I'm genuinely afraid of where things seem to be going. Standing next to windows while having a seizure? How can this get any more disturbing?