That look that shows that she loves me so much... :)
That voice. Every time she's away, I forget how raspy her voice is. Whisky-and-cigarettes voice, man. Born with it.
There was apparently some throwing of attitude the past few days. She will be writing Letters of Apology. Even though she already apologized in person. Helps her understand exactly what she did wrong.
But her behavior was exemplary for most of the summer.
Talked to Mom. Showed her and Dad a printout of the Spoon Theory, and showed her that passage in What Katy Did that I posted the other day. I think she understands.
Tomorrow morning we go to the neurologist. Elayna's looking forward to it because she gets to ask questions. I'm freakin' terrified. But I have my quality-of-life thing from epilepsyfoundation.org printed out, and I have my list of side effects. Everything all printed out so I won't forget to bring stuff up. And I'll have backup in the form of my parents.
Lots of dialing back in my life. A tangent I'll follow in a post tomorrow or sometime. Just too tired right now.
And now I am off to bed - and I get to sleep in tomorrow!