Medieval Helpdesk...

This is too funny, you have to see it.... It's in danish with English subtitles...

Me?

Cristina speaks with a lisp. That's kind of cute. Now, everytime we walk pass a particular public advertising on the street she asks the same question: "Iz that you, mom?"

She's not old enough to be sarcastic.

"Yes, sweetheart, that's me" (should I laugh or cry??)

I'm not crazy

The psychiatrist I saw yesterday decided I'm not crazy (yet :-)) But thinks some added chemical in my life for some time, would help. So she prescribed pills. Apparently they're mild. She also wants me to talk to a psychologist too, once every two weeks or so... to my surprise, there are psychologists working in Social Security, so I won't have to pay at all, which is a big pleasant surprise because psychologists tend to be expensive. I found out some more about our mystery doctor. It seems like he's an osteopath, I talked to a couple of physicians who know him and spoke wonders of him. So it seems hubby is in good hands even if Dr Mystery is not a physician. Hubby's epileptologist said osteopathic treatment has proved effective in many cases, even though it has not been fully documented... so he told us that it's quite alright to continue seeing Dr Mystery, as long as it's a complementary thing. That does not mean he gives up on trying to find the right medication. He said for some patients it might take some time before we find the right drug...

Boring/Busy/low

Just a quick update.
Friday was family day. We all went for a family lunch along with my in-laws and other relatives on hubby's side. We were about 40 people, and I know only some of them. Somehow, I couldn't get in the "friendly-family occasions" mode, so to me the whole experience was quite boring.
Saturday was also a family day. We had our routine lunch at hubby's parents. Again, more family, and failed to set myself into "family friendly mode". Before lunch, I decided to go for a cup of coffee near our place. Alone. I don't do this quite often because I don't feel comfortable leaving the girls with hubby alone. What if he had a seizure? The five year old one could be taught to call me, but I'm not sure I should "train" her. Is a 5 year old too young to take that responsibility? Anyway, while I was reading a newspaper and sipping coffee, I decided to call H. I do that when I know he's alone. I need to know he's fine. He didn't pick up the phone. I called again. No answer. So I paid my unfinished coffee and rushed home. I arrived panting and quite scared. To find him shaving. "What, you're here alredy?" He said. "Why didn't you pick up the phone??!" I was angry and relieved at the same time. "It didn't ring", he said, defensively. We checked, and his cell phone was on "silence" mode... I need to learn not to freak out. To take things calmly. I know what I'm supposed to do if he has a seizure:
1-Stay calm
2-Prevent him from injury
3-Turn him on his left side.
4-Wait till it's over.
Somehow, I fail on number 1. Not that I scream or anything, but I have this rush of adrenaline... I get really scared. Tomorrow I'm going to see a psychiatrist! I'm not crazy (I think) but since I told my doctor I didn't want to take antidepressants so fast (I'd rather try to deal with this some other way), he referred me to a psychiatrist, to let him/her decide if I need pills or just some talking therapy... Finally, sunday was also family day, this time my folks. I didn't feel happy either.... Too many relatives for three days...

Strange...

Yesterday afternoon I walked into the kitchen and started hearing this strange noise. I thought it was an insect (a cricket??) and tried to locate the source. It led me to the pantry, in a shelf where we keep our medicines. I started pulling out boxes, the noise was coming from a box of suppositories. It was indeed strange, I opened the box, and carefully dropped the contents. I found this device inside:


I have no idea what it is and where it came from. Nor does H or the girls. Strange indeed.

Fashion dinner

I give up on Office Space. Instead, I give you a clip of my daughters, which is not the same, certainly, but at least there are no copyright issues with this one! I love the way Cristina laughs...

He had another seizure on monday. He was having lunch with some co-workers, who know he's epileptic. That was good because they knew what to do, he recovered quite fast even though the nurses in the ambulance insisted on taking him to the hospital to check, because he had hit his head (nothing bad, but they wanted to be sure). Apparently, he forgot to take his morning pill, so that might be the cause of this seizure, but I guess we'll never know for sure. There seems to be a pattern, since he has a seizure every two months (a bit less). Yesterday he went to that mystery French "doctor" along with his father (I stayed with the girls). This time, they "only" had to wait for three hours... Hubby seems to believe that Dr Mystery can be of help, so he'll be going again in late november and this time I'll be going with him. My investigation about Dr Mystery hasn't made any progress. But I'll try again. I need to know more about him.
In other news, I talked to my insensitive co-worker. She seemed to have forgotten the words she used, but admits she was mad at me. She says I've been acting strange, pushing friends away, and kind of pretending everything's ok. Anyway, two of my closest co-workers felt I was just putting some distance... and they were hurt. For some time, I just didn't feel like explaining anything. So I guess I was kind of withdrawn. Just like when my brother asked me if I was ok and I said YES. Just to shut him up.
That was long and boring, I guess. I'll leave you with some pics of our sunday picnic...





Cristina was scared of this bridge, and as you can see, she clings to her big sister...

I don't like posting pictures of me, but it's only fair, since I post pics of everyone else in my family! The three of us had our hair cut short...