My Crazy Summer

08ccfea286068dfd7d5e4f721bdcad19This has been a summer that I will remember forever.  The end of June is something I look forward to all year.  My husband has the summer off and that means two months of not being alone.  So I start to make plans (that can be canceled) for our summer vacation.  I can not travel outside of Canada because I can not take cannabis across the border.  So my favorite place to go is Nelson British Columbia and the Slocan Valley.  I have spent almost every summer there since I was a child.  It’s a beautiful place that is so relaxed and friendly.  I can light a joint without being judged and that is a wonderful feeling.

The day before we are going to leave, I have a tonic clonic seizure (grand mal seizure). My husband caught me before I hit the dresser and did serious body damage.  The seizure lasted less than a minute.  That is the difference between epilepsy meds and CBD. I do not take any pills for my seizures and treat it with medical marijuana.  I still have seizures but less often and less severe.  I delayed our holiday for two days to recover.  I did not think that sitting in the truck for seven hours would be so painful.  Thank goodness for edibles because I would have never made it.

There are so many triggers for a seizure on holidays.  The heat is a big one for me. Anytime it goes above 35 degrees my epilepsy goes crazy.  I know how to handle it and yes staying in the shade and drinking heaps of water helps.  I also increase my CBD and I do not use alcohol.  After ten days of baking in the sun, I had to return to Calgary to order more meds.  I was helping my husband clean the truck when I experienced my first atonic seizure (drop attack).  Whenever something different happens with my epilepsy I tend to freak out.  Well needless to say that I did not look very good in shorts with multiple Hello Kitty band-aids all over my knee.  The next day we left again for Nelson.

It seems as soon as we drive through Creston all of my stress just slips away.  It was so nice to get back to the beach and just lay in the sun relaxing.  I must have been stressed about something because I decided that 6 am is a great time for a GTC (grand mal).  Scared my husband half to death.  I can only imagine what I must have looked like.  Well, that screwed up my day for rafting.  Laying on the beach feeling the pain slipping away slowly as the edibles finally kick in.  Took it easy for the rest of the visit and had to come home for a neuro appointment.

I met so many wonderful people who are a part of the cannabis community.  So nice to be able to sit down to listen to concerns and ideas.  One day I will move to the Slocan Valley as soon as I win a lottery.

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