First Entry

Well, here I sit, past midnight, and slogging through the third migraine since my last hospitalization. Or is it the 4th? I've lost count. I think it's a migraine...no doctor has yet said "Yes, you're having migraines." They only agree it isn't something life-threatening, like stroke or brain tumor. Yeah, well, no bull. I knew that the morning after they sent me home the first time, over 18 months ago. I have Aspergers. I have "learning disabilities." I have a host of other health oddities that don't fit any known illness, or even pattern. They only resemble known conditions. "Genetic tissue anomaly, similar to Marfan's or Sticklers, but neither of those." "Idiopathic peripheral neuropathy," fancy medical terms for "we don't have a clue why you trip and hurt, go numb, and get arthritis symptoms without joint damage". I know, I'm griping. My life has been a blend of faith, supportive family and acquaintances, mysterious health issues, bullying and emotional abuse from others, and griping. A few great people have crossed paths, but far too few it seemed, sometimes. Oh, I know I'm lucky. Many have had it far worse than I have. But knowing that means jack when you're in the middle of it. I've spent my entire life learning who I am. I may spend the rest of it learning who I'm becoming. At least I have help and tools for the journey. If you like, you can ride along as I take this into cyberspace. Like me, despise me, praise or condemn me, or don't give a hoot; I don't really care. This is my story, and I'll tell it like it is.