Life’s Struggles…

When I was diagnosed with Epilepsy I didn’t know what to do. I use to call myself a ‘walking health problem’. Because I couldn’t do certain things, or go certain places without worrying that I might black out and wake up in an ambulance. I felt like my life was over, I started to have a seizure almost every other day.

I ended up missing a lot of school, so I went for my GED. Then decided to go to college, by then my daughter was around two years old. I only got as far as 6 months into college and I had a seizure from being overstressed and tired. I even had one with my daughter in my arms, so I decided to call it quits on college and try it again another time.

By this time my daughter had a developmental delay. All she could do was repeat what people would say, but couldn’t say what she felt or what she wanted to say. I took her to CCSN in Boston, Massachusetts. Where she was then diagnosed with Mild Autism. ( Mind you, my daughter has received therapy since she was 9 months for delays.) With my mindset I feel like I should do whatever it takes to help my daughter and get all the help that she needs so that she will have it even a little easier in life.

Since dropping out of college my seizures are more manageable due to medication. But I feel any high stress situations or getting no sleep would just bring one on. I have gone to another school to get my certified nurses aide. Then went onto pharmacy technician. But didn’t get anywhere with that. I worked as an RCA and a Housekeeper so I could make rent…..

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Published by momuv2nkillnit

My name is Melissa, I'm 32 now married with 2 children. There's not much to say. I use to be a stay at home mom, and my children are my everything. If it wasn't for my husband and kids I don't know where I would be. I now am working so hard to get the word out there that no matter what you have been through, You can always do what you put your mind too!

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