We went to the German restaurant for dinner where my daughter gave me a new version of a shirt I gave her years ago with my favorite comic book character on it (Dawn). Then, we came home and had my traditional birthday “cake”: lemon meringue pie 🙂
I was told in my teens:
By the time you reach 25 you will likely be paralyzed from your temporal lobe seizures.
I was told 3 times:
You are lucky to be alive.
Well, I’m still here! Give me epilepsy, stab me, shoot me, hit me over the head with a baseball bat… You can’t get rid of me that easy!
Happy birthday to me!