If course, in doing so, they are absolutely terrible to experience and every time I have one, and I have had several now, I think my head is coming apart. And there's still the risk of my brain imploding. This is such a joy. I made a list, because Liz told me to, of pros and cons for staying on the meds.
Pros~ The visions don't send me into a seizure. I get warning so I can pull over to the side of the road or drop what I am doing before it comes upon me. They take less time to recover from at least regarding consciousness.
Cons~ Unconscious visions don't hurt as much.
And that was sort of the only con I could find. But now I can't tell if thinking my own pain is secondary to everything is only because I was raised Catholic.
But at least there's no tumour. And, for the moment, no bleeds. I'm not dying today. And for that, I'm grateful.