The left and the right brain, they didn’t much agree.
I had to tell the doctor. It was time for him to intervene.

The journey was not pleasant, but neither was it bad.
I found strength in my weakness.
I found courage I thought I’d never have.

I’m grateful for all I’ve been through,
For the love and support I’ve had along the way.

I’m not ashamed, but proud to wear my scar.
It reminds me I’m stronger than epilepsy.

 One year ago today, I let the doctor poke at my brain. I guess what he did kind of worked because I’ve been seizure free ever since.

To others out there just like me, I want to wish you a Happy Brainaversary!