negative no glory
Midday thunderstorm again. Things are cyclical it seems. Reliving the same pain day to day, but the pain of the thunder is of no real bother outside of sleep and it's often your distraction, if it needs something to trigger it, it burns out, it's transient. It doesn't matter. The ones that are always there regardless of the weather are those that truly hurt, as there's no forgetting; in the darkness, light, depths, shallows, good and bad times. The pain of others. The good things you've lost. The bad things you've gained. Just normal life things, and they're the precious things to me.
I don't really want to talk about this stuff regarding my mother, but I think I need to mention it somewhere now and again for my own mental health (I have nothing else there; literally nothing else, as I can't seek additional treatment which just means hospital), which is why I have. My mother was upset a lot today due to her own bad luck. This upset led to an attack of her condition, which ended in another Grand mal (I guess that's going to be a reoccurring theme now). Sigh. Neuro is away for a couple of weeks. Gonna have to add Gabapentin or something similar as an adjunct there when he gets back (which I've thought would be a good idea for some time now). Recovery position again, though more like recovery against my chest since she was sitting (I could get her on her side and functionally in the same position as if she were prone; it worked).
Life kinda sucks sometimes, and yeah, not the best Christmas. I have some peace in something else, which gave relief by pushing the darkness back quite a bit today.