xXforeverOaOchildXx's Journal

i woke up this morning soaking wet all the way down to my ankles. I heard my alarm clock but my brain was still oout of it from the seizures last night so I guess I started peeing or something and I had already wet the bed from multiple seizures last night. YUCK! I HATE THIS! I got up, took a shower, did my hair, got some beads all cleaned up, now I'm finishing up typing this, then I'll go pack my 2 backpacks, then maybe it will be time to take my medicine, then I'll get the wheelchair from the car. i dont remember who i was talking to, but i remember i was talking to 2 people at the same time. I had seizures. I don't know how many. I woke up soaking wet. I have therapy today. I'm going to take the wheelchair today. Grandma really hurt me because here are her exact words: "You know, you're really making yourself out to be an invalid!" What? I can't go long distances anyway because of anorexia, but what if I have a seizure? Would she rather have me seize and fall or seize and be in a chair? I think I would rather be in a chair, wouldn't you? She wont be home to take me because she has to go fight for me at stupid public aid again. Luckily, public aid has nothing to do with me getting a service dog. I told Grandma that just because I'm in a wheelchair DOES NOT mean that I'm invalid, it means that I'm being independant! I'm trying to do things on my own as best as I possibly can!