Hello fellow bloggers and blog readers!
It's Saturday today which means one thing and one thing only -
DANCING! However, nothing goes smoothly, does it? Turns out that I
had yet another fall today. What is it with me and falls on Saturdays?
I've only just gotten rid of my bruises from my face plant before
dancing, and now I have another bruise!
Luckily today it wasn't a face plant and I landed on my back with
my dressing gown cushioning my fall and I just have a little bump on the back
of my head that will probably show up tomorrow. It shakes me up a bit and
Mum did her "You don't have to go to dancing today" speech, but I
went anyway. After all, it's the dancing exams coming up and I need to be
at as many lessons as possible.
I never tell the charity shop about when I have my falls. I
still feel as if I have the risk of being dropped from working at the shop if
they find out I have any falls so I am under the mentality of what they don't
know won't hurt them. Once, when I had a funny turn at the charity shop
and it was quite soon after we got back from the holiday, the manager asked me
if I had any seizures within the past few weeks. I thought back to the
holiday when I had my seizures and my psychosis and then just said:
"No."
I know it isn't the 100% truth and I should have told them the
truth, but I am a bit paranoid about it in case the charity shop might drop me.
I tell the teachers at dancing because I know that they wouldn't freak
out. They even let me take two dancing exams an hour after I had a
tonic-clonic seizure! Funnily enough, they were a bit hesitant at first,
particularly after they saw my bitten lip and bitten tongue and the fact that I
was constantly yawning, but I insisted that I was fine and they let me
take the exam!
Sometimes, people may think that you are just plain stubborn. But you sometimes have to insist that you are
just plain right – even if you do have to resort to drastic measures!
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