Thanks so much for that, Aurelius!

It was a hard road getting to the point of acceptance for me, but when I reached it, there was a certain type of peace. Now, I don't even think for a millisecond to stop treatment. I'm even scared at the thought of even forgetting them on a trip, or the like. I don't want to go back to pre-meds life again. I have that insight to truly know what it was about. I didn't so much then.

Obviously if my meds poop out or suddenly give me unbearable side effects I'll want them re-thought out. That would be reasonable. But no meds? Heck no!

My mother had epilepsy. The form that includes grand mal seizures. In her youth, she wanted to quit her meds a couple times and try "alternatives". It got to a point that she was hospitalized having constant ones, with barely a break. That scared her out of ever quitting meds again, but she did find a mix she felt ok with. In fact, during the last week of her life in the ICU with terminal cancer, the doctors said she would adamately demand, again and again, that they not forget her epilepsy meds. She didn't want to pass having a seizure.